I longboarded this weekend. I went around and around my grandparent's block. I live on a farm...there is no cement...therefore no longboarding. I am pretty sure I haven't longboarded since Southern Village last May. I was rusty. (Obviously this post is all about me with the amount of sentences I have started with I).
But...don't worry. This post is NOT all about me.
My mom wanted to give it a try.
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| Mom is trying to get Dad's attention |
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| She didn't like the cracks in the cement so well |
Longboarding this weekend made me miss this...
...a lot!
To those who pushed me to learn...and bought me the board...and went down Pierson before me...this is for you.
4 comments:
Yeah! I miss those days. I went longboarding this past weekend and it was good. Your mom is so cool for trying it out.
BBBBAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Chels...is that a laugh or a cry?
It's a cry. Chels is real sentimental these days. Actually, I think we are all real sentimental these days. I feel grateful for that though... because that's how we know it was so good. I miss this too. And I'd also like to say that I've always been bummed that I missed being in that picture by like half an hour.
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