Number Nine, Number Nine
His first request for the day was a meal at Emeril's at Citywalk in Orlando. I made the reservations ages ago and planned for the Sunday off. Then he changed his mind and decided he wanted a bicycle. Our respective wallets sighed in relief!
Thus began the searching. Then, more searching. After lots of conversations and some negotiations, a decision was made. He's getting a trick style bike Sunday morning. It's being hidden in our walk in closet, since he's got uncanny sleuthing skills.
That Orange County Chopper bike served him fairly well, but gosh darn it, kids GROW.
Pictures on Sunday, if I can get him to slow down long enough for me to get some!