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We drove over to Gwen's, she joined us on her BMW and away we went, out Johnson Creek. I felt like one of the big kids. But I had to be in before dark and I should wear better shoes. I think my strappy little pink balerina shoes won't quite get it. My tail light/brake light wasn't connected and K fixed it today so I'm good to go, but as a permit-only rider, I can't just take off by myself. I have to have adult supervision. Too little, too late, eh?
3 comments:
bigger toys, bigger joys. for little girls with pink ballerina booties. yeehah for the big girls.
sid is an idiot is just a scream.
Sweet sweet.
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