The girls and I went to get Norah a new bike helmet. The old one wouldn't stay on her head very well. So we get the new helmet...she insists on wearing it into the grocery store. I'm sure people who saw us were just shaking there head "Oh that poor little girl....I wonder what is wrong with her and why she has to wear a helmet." I drew the line at dance class. Told her she wouldn't be able to dance very well with a helmet on.
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