On Saturday Brian played softball in Atwater. The kids and I had big plans that day too, okay not really, so we lounged around, watched some TV and then Ellery my little gardener asked me to call Grandma Shirley to see if she could go out to her house and help dig up and plant flowers. As luck would have it G-ma Shirl was just heading out to work in her gardens. So Ellery changed her clothes and Calvin and I loaded our bikes up in the yukon and we headed out. While Ellery was 'helping' grandma, Cal and I were going to bike around the lake. He decided that we needed to stop at everyone park along the way and play on each and every piece of playground equipment.
As we were rounding the corner to head on back, he all of a sudden veered to the left into road, I told him to stay on the right side of the road so he didn't get hit, then he did it again. So I decided to just bike right along side him, and then next thing you know he has run into the front tire of my bike. He goes flying off his bike. Before I can even say anything to him, he immediately turns around and says to me with his eyes wide open 'I wasn't biking with my eyes closed.' I asked him if he was lying and he then confessed that yes he had been biking with his eyes closed, but just a little bit.
So that explained the swerving into the wrong side of the road and running into me.
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