Just received this funny email titled - "For those of you who have sons and those of you that are happy you dont".
To all the Mums at TE - Enjoy Fall Break.:D
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Just received this funny email titled - "For those of you who have sons and those of you that are happy you dont".
To all the Mums at TE - Enjoy Fall Break.:D
Mother of a son here and all I can say is YUP, I can picture him trying all of those things. He once put a frog down the laundry shoot and we could not figure out what the horrid smell was for days...finally DH found the thing it was so gross...
karen
yup. Those are my boys. and their father, come to think of it!
Is that top left pic a photoshop or is there actually a place with streets that steep?!? :eek:
LOL - no idea. Imagine hill repeats on that one.:DQuote:
Originally Posted by Queen
With the relation of the roofs, it looks real. I'd get clipped in and just fall over. Plus the descent would scare me to death.
Gotta love those boys. I have 3 and now a 17 mo grandson.
There's a good book: "Oh, Boy" by Karin Kasdin, who is the writing partner of a friend of mine. Highly recommend it. It is hilarious.
Karen
I got the frog-boy image as a birthday card years ago! God bless you moms out there!:eek:
11 year old boy here. So far he has tried to do jumps with his bike but hasn't gotten very far. LOL Thanks Goodness.
The hill thing WHOOOO, that is scarry!!!
I don't have to worry about the animals or bugs in the mouth. Poor Kid, I think mom has whimped him about about bugs and stuff. He screams like a girl when bugs come around. LOL
It's my fault, cause I can't stand june bugs and crikets or grasshoppers and he has seen me since he was little and now he can't stand any bugs.
The first picture would be my son. I don't even want to tell you what he thought about doing on his skateboard today.
He will be 17 on Halloween. Boys never change.
My husband, his brother, my brother, my brother's group of friends ("my brothers") and my father-in-law. They would all do it, even grown!
My brother-in-law fell down a 30 foot cliff when he was about 12. DH lost the fight over who would go first. A broken ankle, many stitches, concussion and gravel in a large amount of his skin followed. :rolleyes:
The stories I could tell about my brothers. Mothers in general are saints, mothers of boys get a special prize for their patience.
Aaawwww!!! **sniffle, sniffle**
It reminds me of my 4 older brothers a lot. (and me :eek: :D ) They used to build huge ramps in the alley that ran down the center of our block and would go one right after the other. If one crashed, the next usually didn't have time to stop and came down right on top! They spent a lot of time in the ER. I was a lot smaller so mine were only half as high, like 3 1/2' or so. I stopped for a few weeks after I jumped off one time and lost my front tire mid-air. Did a fork plant, stomach ate the handlebars, thought I'd never breathe again. Trip to ER showed nothing missing or out of whack. My Mom was having a nervous breakdown the entire time and got a little needle to help. :o My Dad just tried to convince them to take some extra guts out while we were there since I seemed to have more than my share for a 6 yo girl. Yeah, my Dad was the best!! :D :D
They also used to ride wheelies on the sea wall at The Pier in St. Pete, FL where I grew up. I as recall, it's about 3' wide and about 10' high from the water surface. First one to fall in, lost. They got me started when I was around 7. Had to wait until I was a strong enough swimmer. It's kinda hard to tread water when yer holding on to a Schwinn. I had a trick where I would hook my one foot on part of the frame so I had 2 free arms and one leg to stay up until the tow rope came. Never lost a bike though. :cool: I can still wheelie a dirt bike around the block. Ya never know when a talent like that could come in handy. (Total respect from my nephews.) Over the years, Mom's heard a lot of our stories after the fact but she still doesn't know about those rides. We'd probably still "get it" if ya know what I mean. Not so much from "you could've been hurt/drown from falling that far" as the fact that people used to pull small (3-5') sharks out of that water all the time when fishing.
They also built a go-cart and, geez, was she fast! No brakes of course, 'cause why would you ever want to slow down or anything?! A few ER visits there too. The worst one was when my oldest brother, Keith, ripped part of his heel off on the chain sprocket while standing on the back axle (barefoot) hitching a ride. Course he told the folks he cut it on a sharp rock. (Naw, they didn't believe him and yeah that was the end of the cart. Up until then, they thought it belonged to Sheldon and Randy down the street. :rolleyes: ) We were what ya call frequent fliers in the ER.
Aaaaaahhh... the good old days. As you can see, I didn't have a shot in h*ll of being too girly-girly growing up. But, we all lived and I wouldn't give up those memories for anything.
So Moms of boys... Don't let them go too far but try to cherish their adventurous little-boy spirits while they've still got them.
-X.
Small Knot's idea of wild adventure is breaking into the school administrator's computer system....:eek:
Mom of three boys here. Thankfully none of mine are daredevils and respect all creatures great and small too much to put them in thier mouths. Now bringing them home to show mom is an entirely different story.:eek:
I do think that frog in the picture is a rubber frog- I've seen rubber ones that look exactly like that in stores. Also, knowing a thing or two about frogs...if it were a real live frog I don't think it would not be holding it's legs that way in that situation.