Round and round and round she goes. The poor linoleum, its never going to be the same. Thank god I hate it. You see, Ally got a Dora! bike for her birthday. Its the end of November, not exactly outdoor biking weather here in the land of the North. So I let her ride it in the kitchen.
She's been riding since we got home, until I heard a loud BANG.
"Ally are you ok?" - you can't exactly expect me to get up, put the laptop down and check.
She walks over, flips her dress up, bends over and tells me to "Kiss it".