ROCKSTAR IS BMX BOY…
There wasn’t anything smaller in the shop, and for months his feet couldn’t reach the pedals. Well, now they can.
Identifying and nurturing your child’s Serious Thing For Wheels has some advantages – especially when you want him to pick himself up after a bad spill and get back on the bike. (Even if he insists on calling Daddy at work each time, “I got back on my bike!”)
Being first Toddler With BMX on the block has an unexpected advantage – it’s raised his “cool” factor among some kids in his year who’ve been bullying him on the playground.
Suddenly the little pixie of a Chinese girl who follows him around bumping him repeatedly with her toy car or splashing pool water at him is waiting for him to arrive at the playground so they can roll together (she on a cute pink scooter.)
Suddenly the fearless, very handsome blonde Romanian boy who makes it a point to take over any toy car Rockstar wants to drive (regardless there are always at least 3 or 4 other vacant cars around them he must have Rockstar’s) and must always enter the building ahead of Rockstar doesn’t want to compete.
Or, for that matter, look Rockstar in the eye.
Somewhere deep within the Jungle Of Pecking Order Among Kids, bullies and victims are selected. We’re not completely sure of all the reasons kids make the selections they do. But both Rockstar’s parents have been on the receiving end as kids or teens.
They’ve wondered (not quite seriously) if it’s genetic.
No matter. You see, wimpy kids grow up and get jobs. Sometimes, they’re blessed enough to accumulate savings that allow them a few years off work to be with their own kids. Then they look for BMX skills to work on to give their kids a little help with that pecking order.
After that, they encourage their kids to put the bullying behind them and make friends.
And then they smugly tap away on their blogs.
To Infinity And Beyond!
