Gems of wisdom from a three year old
This weekend I had a little accident with the mountain bike. A truck came out of nowhere in the middle of the mountain -like they always do-, I got surprised, fell and took the hit with my bare hands. I’ll be spending some days with raw-flesh-style palms. What can I say? I’m a fashion victim. Sort of.
Anyway, I was having my injuries treated at my sister’s when my nephew came by. He’s a three year old, so every answer I gave him about the accident raised another question.
This one was priceless:
Uncle, do you want my training wheels?
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Nothing to say. xDDD
Don’t reject his offer!! xD
Great, xDDD.
Hey Trusko! Long time no see ;)
I’m glad to know you’ve passed by. I hope I’ll be seeing you soon in one of my visits to the EPS ;)
I know I’m the first one to blame for not keeping in touch, but lately it’s been work work and some more of that thing the call work. Luckily it’s also a lot of fun, but nevertheless… :)
I’m working (hard, xD) at the EPS every day: every morning, every afternoon. I’m studying a master at EPS. Hope to see you soon.
I’m also to blame. I’ve been disappeared for months, I know, I know ^-^