Friday, February 3, 2017

Shiny Blue....

This picture is a little blurry and a little out of focus, but this was such a hilarious moment in our lives that it doesn't really matter to me how bad the picture is:)

Santi recently received a brand new, shiny blue bike from two very dear friends of ours about a month and a half ago, on Christmas Eve.

Before then, Santi had never really ridden a bike. When he was around 7 or 8 he tried a small one fitted with training wheels, but his scoliosis made riding difficult. More than likely, when we rode our bikes up and down our long driveway playing "bumper cars", Santi was on his scooter, which he loved! And believe me, his not being on a bike, but on a scooter instead, did nothing to hinder him from joining our "bumper car" game;)

But these two precious people wanted Santi to have a big bike with three wheels and a basket in back for carrying whatever he wanted. This was so sweet to us! We wondered how Santi would do as he does struggle a bit with forward leg coordination.

Well, Santi is on that bike almost every. single. day! He quite regularly comes into our room asking us to move the vehicles out of the driveway so he has room to ride. It's amazing and beautiful to watch. He has mastered the forward motion of his legs perfectly. He's still a little slow, but he's steady. We did try a bike ride down the road one day and realized "that was a disaster!" it was a liiiitle too soon for that!!
I love watching him check the mail on his Shiny Blue. He rides to the end of our driveway, jumps off his bike, runs (Santi's run is so unique. It's like a hopping/skipping run!) to our mailbox, grabs all the mail, runs back to his bike, quickly, but with a nonchalant way about it, dumps the mail in his basket and slowly pedals back to our front porch. He loves checking the mail. He has a specific day and everything.

But on this day, after collecting all of our junk mail letters, we had an accident. With our mail though, not the bike. It seems that Santi's basket isn't quite "hole proof". And, as he pedaled back to home base, one of our letters met it's end in the very oily chain of Santi's shiny blue bike. Treasure put it perfectly: "and it just happened to be "real mail" too! Why wasn't it junk mail?!" He felt very bad about it, but you know what? After we heard the details and saw the letter in so many small pieces, and Anita went and actually found even more oily pink letter evidence in the yard, we had SUCH a laugh about it! How in the world?! And it was really quite funny to try and figure it out, piece by piece.

You know? It was perfect. Just what we needed to happen that day.

Santi's shiny new bike and a shredded pink letter.


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