So, some of you may know of my obsession with all things bike: motorcyles, bicycles, tricycles. Cycles....
When I first started venturing on this word, cycle, my mom kept hearing "shit co...shit co", but in reality, I was saying "Hey look! There's a motorcycle. Cycle!" So, as I became more obsessed with cycles of all kinds, I also became interested in the accoutrement that came with these things. Namely, hats. I already was fond of hats, and these "cycle hats" became a new fascination for me. Everyday on our way to work, we would drive past a bike shop. Soon, that was my new favorite word, "bike shop". Dad finally gave in and took me one fine Saturday morning. And he also caved and bought me this hat. I wore it for days. And this was probably the second day I had it, back in early January. As you can see, here I am watching my early morning fix of Biscuit Brothers, with the hat.
Here I am, that same day, enjoying my breakfast..with the hat, of course.
And not to disappoint, here I am having my after dinner dessert, with the hat.
Now, for the record, I am able to say more than shit co. I am branching out, not only from bike shop and bike hat, to cycle-bike, and my new fave, sike-bike.
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