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Oct 25, 2005 13:43

My mom and dad got my nephew a bike for his birthday. When I was like 4 or 5 I was riding my bike with no shoes, my foot slipped and my toe went into the spokes and turned into a bloody, chopped up mess. I was such a faker when I was little I sat outside crying FOREVER before my mom realized I really was hurt and came out. So my mom and I were talking about his new bike and helmet and what not, and I said to make sure he wears shoes because we all know he's a big faker like I was so she sends me this email back -

You would have been so proud of him yesterday... He did not want to go home so started crying tears and all but.... would get this big smile and laugh in-between checking to see if we were paying attention. We were, but to his dismay laughing and still putting him in the car. When is your next play production and do you need a little boy who can cry?

Oh yea, Auntie Peggy sent him a Halloween card with $5. He opened it up and said "Look a Fourteen!" Later we were counting using his chart. He got all the way to four with no problem at five he stopped looked at his money and said fourteen. I think he knew that was wrong because he started laughing and saying "that is silly."

I love that little booger. I might go see him tomorrow after I tan since I haven't seen him in a while.
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