Tuesday, July 28, 2015

#127 The Bike Tire

Jack got a new bike. His enthusiasm for it is almost unequalled. But, alas, the notorious goat-head-infested fields and roads with sharp pebbles, have had their way with it. Jack somewhat grasped the situation; his tires flat and his voice melancholy as he said, "Mommy, my bike is tired." Yes—his bike was not functional. And yes—it had something to do with his tire. Considering I’M not exactly functional when I’M tired, I'd say he got it just about right.

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