tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971541938919485.post3338352786366993622..comments2024-03-05T11:22:27.519-05:00Comments on Anja's Corner: Boys, Bumps & BikesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971541938919485.post-70459693805432251492007-08-18T09:18:00.000-04:002007-08-18T09:18:00.000-04:00They say that the only difference between a boy an...They say that the only difference between a boy and a man is the price tag on their toys.Nedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00302999279520104450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2591971541938919485.post-70538395846821333812007-08-13T06:46:00.000-04:002007-08-13T06:46:00.000-04:00This reminds me of my son as a 5 year old. I had w...This reminds me of my son as a 5 year old. I had waited anxiously for the time when he would learn to ride a bicycle. I planned to hold the seat as he pedalled along letting go as my son got up enough speed. I imagined his surprise as he realized he was riding on his own. Alas my dreams did not come into fruition. He was at a friends' home one day and he picked up his friends little bike and rode it. Just like that. I was proud but quite disappointed.<BR/>Now he is all grown up and recently brought a motor bike. I cannot share my feelings about that. Except to say he really admired the way I hopped onto the motor bike, me his old mother. I know I wont be on it if he ever gets a licence and is able to ride on the streets. What is it about boys, they go from one project to the other, with little thoughts of parents and their fears. Even when they grow up they are still 'boys'.<BR/>Glenniglenniahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16589004242170681114noreply@blogger.com