Poor Levi! I was inside cleaning up the kitchen when I heard him screaming at the front door. Because this is an hourly occurence around here, I waited to see if it was the real deal or not. After a few more minutes, I went to the front door and stuck my frowny face in the window (as if to say...now WHAT?)
Apparantley, riding a bike and hitting a soccer ball is "what"!
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