Which reminds me...We went for a bike ride tonight after the rain. I was carefully steering around the puddles, but he made a special effort to ride through the biggest puddle on the street. It was so much fun that he turned around to do it again, but he turned too sharply and crashed in the middle of the street. As he came up smiling, shirt all splattered with muddy water, and blood dripping down his knee, I thought, "I really love that kid."
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