In this picture, my horrible brow furrow/wrinkle is clearly visible. This wrinkle keeps me up at night, researching and contemplating cosmetic intervention.
But in this picture, it has magically disappeared. How the hell did that happen?
I hate that stupid wrinkle so much, you do not even know.
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It's those pesky worries, knitting up that brow.
You look serene in the second shot.
(BTW, my daughter was 8 before she gave her bike a shot too. Both were very scared. My nephew, on the other hand, rode at 3 - no joke.
I think Zack was feeling the pressure that the second cousin would beat him to it too. I guess it's ok to be cautious...With my luck, I'd push it and then they would get hurt.)
Have a great weekend.
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