The other evening was no exception. Tana started around the drive and got half way when she became stuck in the loose rocks. After pulling her tricycle for a few feet, she gets off, and decides she's done.
Tana had no scratches, just the dirt off the rocks. She made a full recovery and rides often. That is until she wouldn't listen the other night and daddy took away both the bicycle and tricycle for two whole days... And she can see them. So every time she asks to ride I have to remind her why they are put up.
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