More On The Bicycle


...or should I say more OFF the bicycle

The whole "teaching-your-son-how-to-ride-a-bicycle" thing is a HUGE deal for most people. I'm not so sure myself. This is getting ridiculous. I don't want to sound like one of those parents that are always tooting their horn about how gifted their kids are, because George is most capable of doing the most retarded things I've ever seen before. His skills at the Memory card game are admirable, but I can kick his ass at Risk every single time. You just can't hold on to Asia without adequate defenses.

So now George is now sailing up and down the driveway on a two-wheel bicycle equipped with state-of-the-art training wheels. They seem state-of-the-art compared to the ones I remember having growing up. It was a rare occasion that both training wheels were in the down position at the same time. I'd say the ground itself was more of a motivational training aid for me. George's training wheels are locked into place fairly well. Even so, he manages to topple over pretty frequently. I'd have to say that it appears as if he's learning how to fall more than he is learning how to ride. He might fall from a tall building, or roll a brand new car, but my little unknown stuntman's name is George.

Posted: Thu - February 10, 2005 at 09:28 PM          


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