Mark decided that Grace needed a Radio Flyer tricycle with a step on the back like he had when he was a little boy, so he shopped around and found them at Rural King. Gracie, of course, chose pink over red for the color and she was really disappointed when she helped Daddy cut the tape off of the box and the bicycle was all "broken." (She learned that word a couple of days ago when Adam's car was broken...) She had more fun putting it together than she did riding it. We were really worried that she was too small or the tricycle was too big, but a few adjustments to the seat put her feet on the pedals. Now the only problems are chairs that are not pushed in around the kitchen table and poor steering that pinches little fingers between the handlebars and the hallway walls. Usually she will come to show us her "boli" and beg for ice and a band-aid.
She rides the same path over and over--around the kitchen table, down the hall, around the sofa and past the computer desk, back down the hallway and into the kitchen--again and again. Of course, sometimes she takes Mr. Feet (the orange guy from the Foot Book by Dr. Seuss) and Kukla (her doll) for rides, too, usually to "church" or the "library."
Gracie, some men actually read directions...
"Gracie fix"
Now, if you hold your tongue like this...
Grace and Mr. Feet on the way to sing at church.
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