On a chilly Monday morning in June, Louis and I rode the four miles to the skatepark for the first time in months. We met Grandma & Papa there too. The absence hasn't dented Louis' enthusiasm or confidence, and indeed he hurtled both up and down things he hadn't tried before. One narrow down-ramp was a little too steep for him, he fell off and slid down it, but came to a halt with the words "daddy, I didn't cry". Wee soldier. It was chilly though, so he rode home in the trailer.
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