it’s all about them.
I was more happy for my kid than I would be if I got a bike. My neighbor brought it home last night for me and rode it over to my house. My son was inside and I asked him to come out and look at this bike that our neighbor had brought home. He came outside and my neighbor said “Here is your new bike, Ian” My son did just about everything except shit his pants. He could not believe what he was hearing.
It didn’t really hit him until he rode it around for a few minutes. It was a great night last night.
except now I have to figure out how to keep up with 2 kids on dirtbikes with my mountain bike. 