One day while my boys were riding their bikes in the front of our house it became suspiciously quiet. As most of you already know, when kids are quiet if usually means that they are up to no good. For my boys when they are quiet it means that they are pretending to be in a tragic bike crash and are now deceased laying in a gutter. This is a visual representation of a mother's worst, most horrible nightmare.
Thank you boys for just pretending to die. And I'm happy to report that there is a lot less morbid pretend play on our lane these days.
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