When Clark and I returned from Monterey last Sunday, there was a huge box labeled Schwinn sitting in the front hallway. Erin had ordered herself an adult tricycle. It came in about 28 pieces besides nuts and screws. Clark, fortunately, had worked in a bicycle shop as a teenager in Marin Co., so he tackled putting it together. (See photo below.) He spent 6 hours or so one day and another couple of hours the next day.
Today Steve and the boys came to see Erin. So, Steve helped Clark with some of the final tightening of screws. Brandon and Beck came over, too. And Erin selected Brandon to test ride the tricycle around the cul de sac across the street. Then Erin tried it. She couldn’t get her right leg with the cast on the pedal. The tires were low and there was a very chilly wind, so she gave up. Brandon came back tonight and pumped up the tires.
Erin says that after getting the cast off, she is determined to learn to ride it. Her dream is to be able to ride to Safeway about 0.6 mi away.
Paco and Tommy enjoyed eating crepes and berries. Tommy arrived sporting 7 stitches above his left eye. Last week he fell in the bedroom as Louisa turned away to get something. As usual he entertained himself here with old Fisher-Price toys and with his iPad. Paco enjoyed some baseball cards which Clark bought for him, and then played with his iPad. At one point, there were 3 Mac laptops of varying size, Paco’s iPad, Erin’s mini-iPad, and 3 iPhones on the dining room table each of us absorbed in our machines. I was learning how to do Skype with Steve helping while he also was helping Erin with her mini-iPad.