*A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2015*
You learned to pedal this summer! I was so proud of you, watching as you discovered one of the best things about childhood: the freedom of movement. You had struggled with pedaling for so long, much preferring to use your legs to scoot you along, but then you suddenly just started doing it one day. Here, you check your gas tank to make sure it's full before waiting (sort of) patiently for a push back up the hill.
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