Boys and Girls

So, yesterday Wesley and I were taking a walk and we found ourselves strolling across the foot bridge by the All Sports park.

A couple of boys...friends...dashed by us on their bikes shouting some profanities and laughing with eachother about whatever boys laugh about. It was quite loud and a bit obnoxious to be blunt. Boys will be boys, right? I guess.

Then, right after them two young ladies about the same age passed us on their bikes. We overheard one of the blonde girls say to her friend, "Kelly, who am I?" Kelly responded, "You're my best friend." And they both giggled with contentment.

Then I had a thought:

"I'm so glad I'm a girl".