Joshua, age 4: “I don’t want to ride my bike.”
Joshua, age 5: “I can’t ride my bike.”
Joshua, age 6: “I don’t want to ride my bike.”
Joshua, age 7: “I will never ride my bike.”
Joshua, age 8: “I give up.”
Me, age 33: “I will give you this here crisp $20 bill if you learn to learn to ride your two-wheeler.”
Any guesses as to how many minutes passed before he was riding that thing?
I’ll give you a hint. It was fewer than 6.
My son took me for a ride, by, well, quite literally taking himself for one.
Little scammer.