My stepsons use to get taken to Toys R Us for a "reward" when they got A's on their report cards. My youngest one and I use to look through catalogs I'd get 10-15 years ago, both of us "grown up" and remember what we wanted as kids and what we'd still like now (zip lines in the back yard :-) and I still remember the first time I went into a Toys R Us alone as an adult for some reason, to get a present for a niece/nephew or grandchild, etc. and realized I could afford to buy anything in the store I wanted. . . and that I didn't want anything.

I guess I was a bicycle with training wheels, you know how the training wheels get all cockeyed and bent over time and eventually you are having more trouble with them being on there then off so your father takes them off and runs behind you and. . . you're riding on your own. Very like therapy for me.