CALL ME SNAKE

My daughter is not one to do anything halfway. When we were riding our bikes to her school this morning, we had to stop because she had a flat tire. I pumped it up, thinking the leak would probably be slow enough so we could get there on time. But after that, she still couldn’t ride because–surprise–the other tire was flat too. One flat tire is not enough for this kid. With her, it’s got to be all or nothing.