So, I'm watching the nightly news when I hear Luke screaming at the back door. I let it go on for a while cause lets face it the kid is always screaming about something (please learn English already!!!). Finally I get up to make sure he's not dieing. I open the door and he immediately points out to the driveway where I see Leif sitting with his back to me. It looks like he's sitting on his bike which is laying down but he's whimpering. I walk up to him to find this:
Some how he'd gotten his foot jammed between the peddle and the bike frame. I tried to pull the foot out which produced screaming. I tried to turn the peddle, more screaming. I can't take the peddle off w/o turning it. I'm thinking "crap, I'm going to have to get a hack saw and cut through this peddle.
I tried to get a C-clamp to fit in there but didn't have one quite big enough. Finally I took the entire back wheel assembly off, stood on the frame and pulled up on the peddle. Out popped the foot. Crisis averted! One more hour and I had the stupid bike back together.
Some how he'd gotten his foot jammed between the peddle and the bike frame. I tried to pull the foot out which produced screaming. I tried to turn the peddle, more screaming. I can't take the peddle off w/o turning it. I'm thinking "crap, I'm going to have to get a hack saw and cut through this peddle.
I tried to get a C-clamp to fit in there but didn't have one quite big enough. Finally I took the entire back wheel assembly off, stood on the frame and pulled up on the peddle. Out popped the foot. Crisis averted! One more hour and I had the stupid bike back together.
2 comments:
And we thought Luke couldn't talk....Great save mom.
Poor kid! What would he do without you?
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