I do think it's funny to look at pictures of me when I was a kid. I was pretty stinkin' cute back then, so I always end up wondering what happened. Hah!

It's a shame that I don't remember much about that bike except how much I loved it. (The basket had brightly colored plastic daisies on the front.) We didn't bring it back with us when we left Germany, because I'd outgrown it by that time and it had been replaced with a shiny green 3-speed.

Zen, it does look like there's a front brake on the bike now that I'm looking at the pic more closely. Interesting.