My little guy is officially independent. Well, at least that's what he thinks. He learned to ride his bike and is only home long enough to eat and sleep. He's a bike-riding fool. His dad and Uncle Blaine taught Preston and he's been MIA pretty much ever since.
And there he goes...That's usually what I see of him these days.
P.S. Preston says to ignore the girly bike. It was smaller than his super tough boy bike so he learned on it, but has since started riding his own bike and no longer on the girly bike.
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