Ryan and I were both too excited about the bike to sleep this morning, so we sprang out of bed at 6:30 and set our plan into motion. I put the bike in the living room, where it wouldn't be seen until after breakfast. If there's one thing I've learned in the last three years, it's that you save fun things until after un-fun things, like eating enough protein and fiber to ensure you don't turn into a total psycho for the rest of the day before you find out that there is a shiny red bike just your size sitting in the living room. Then I made some eggs, cut up the pumpkin bread, and poured the milk. After we'd gotten Charlie completely dressed, including his shoes and jacket (see above function before fun rule of thumb), we brought everyone down for breakfast. Charlie was so excited to have eggs instead of fruit and toast for breakfast that he suspected nothing.
When he finished most of his breakfast I asked Charlie to go get the remote control out of the living room, but when he got to the door of the kitchen he ran smack into Ryan who said "Wait! I don't have the camera ready!" WAY to play it cool!
Here's take two:
My favorite part is when I say "It's your bike!" and he says "Wooooowwww." Such a sweetheart, that one.
Then we all trooped outside to take it for a spin. He is a happy, happy kid.