Monday, August 24, 2009

OUCH



Hi Sidra,

You had a little tumble yesterday. It had to happen sooner or later but here's how it went down. You and I were on our bikes and your mom was walking with Jesse, our dog. We were going up and down driveways in the cul-de-sac one block down from our house. Your mom actually left the house a little behind us and was looking for us. She wanted to walk further down the street but we wanted to show her what we'd been doing. You were wanting to show off for her, I think. So, you went a little faster than you had been and your front wheel got wobbly and out of control and you went over the top of the handlebars and did a bit of a face plant.

As you can see in the pictures you have a fat lip. You bled a little and were pretty shook up but recovered after eating some pudding and a popsicle. I wasn't too worried about your teeth after seeing you bite on the popsicle.

I guess you're not too scared to get back on your bike because we went for another ride this morning and you seemed fine with it. You did begin by repeating several times your mother's words 'no more hills.' I said you could go back on the hills when you felt ready.

Love,
aba.

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