Get it? “Roll?” Like a day-old bakery item or a slow pedal down a backcountry road?
OK. Fine. Anyway, I know I don’t brag on this woman nearly as much as I could. Fact is, she makes me look bad! How’d you like to be a 35-year-old man in good health whose 63-year-old mother can outbike you without breaking a sweat? To add insult to injury, she gets more done before noon on a typical day than I can manage to accomplish in a good month.
As she would say, “harumph.” I am proud of you, Mom. And I’m glad Ava has you around to learn from.