So I thought I'd drop in with my vintage bike that everyone around here rides... it was to be mine, hence the cute basket with the giant pink flower on it, but everyone, I mean EVERYONE rides it. Get this, too funny, my 18 year old son rode it to school last week because him and his other senior buddies thought it would be fun to ride bikes to school for one of their last days. Oh my gosh, I looked out my front door and there were 6 big boys with their backpacks and bikes of all sorts picking up Cam for school. I loved it. I wish I would have had my camera ready, it was quite a sight. It brought back great memories of these boys a few years ago spending the night (quite often) and then waking up in the morning to ride down to McDonalds for breakfast before they went fishing. Now mind you, I made them breakfast plenty of times but they loved to ride our old bikes to town. I would pick up bikes really cheap or free and the boys loved them, they even named them. I would hear them yelling as they ran to the barn, calling out the bike they wanted. Ahhhhh good times. Makes you glad to be a mom. truly. I miss having to walk over 8 or so boys sleeping in the living room and listening to them play poker or having a bonfire.
Wow, so much for short and sweet! It's just that with Cam graduating, it makes me get all sappy and secretly want him to be a little boy again. shhhh don't tell him.
Thanks Melinda! Stop on over and see her other partiers, I'm heading over there now!
Thanks for stopping by, Theresa xoxo