Yesterday while out with the certifiably crazy senior sons of two family's, I bought my senior son a new bike. It is for his birthday, so we have left it at the shop, but it was very exciting. We have been trying a camo painted bike with gears, and that was so not working - he wouldn't ride it without someone beside him, and couldn't get on and off. So we tried another racy red bike, and he was off like the actress's knickers, as the bishop said. Much better. No gears, so no mother telling him to keep pedalling when he clicks the gear doofer round. I bought a helnut, so today we went on an epic journey on his little bike and the friends second mighty steed. The mighty steed has 27 gears, more than I know what to do with. So I found a gear I liked and stuck with that.
Man, they do a hell of a lot of pedalling on those little bikes. We went to town and back down the riverside walkway, and he was fair pooped by the time we were nearly home.
But then he got a fresh burst of energy, cos he decided he was crazy, and so had to ride like crazy g.
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I've booked bubs for a plunket check on friday. He has some kind of discharge from his penis, and is way too small for his age, so I will get them to check him out. He is still happy so prob just a shrimp who needs more washing!
Posted by Toni at January 25, 2006 11:58 AM