After a great, but short, visit from my mom. She left on January 25th back to Vancouver to compete in the Olympics, I believe. (actually she was doing some volunteer work). Our family tried to adapt to it's new size and settle into some sort of routine. In early February, the weather was nice, so we grabbed some Mos Burger and hit the park with Arfie in tow, and Ken's tricycle.
We were all ready for the feed by time we got there.
After eating, Ken explained to Ritsy how to fly a kite.
And she made a valiant effort. Arfie was lined up to try next.
Mona watched on with deep interest.
...or was she sleeping...?
Some guy tried to help Ken figure out how to ride his Trike, but he still hasn't quite gotten the pedaling thing down.
So he had an equally unsuccessful try at throwing the Frisbee. The main target, though, was fun, and target was acquired!
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