The Boy vexes me so. Two years ago he begged for a bike. All his friends had one and he wanted to have one too. Since Mom does not stand for made of money, I put a bike on layaway for him and the Teen. It taught them patience (barely) and I was able to prove I wasn’t rich. I just play one on TV. (ba dump bump!)
The Teen was all over on her bike, the Boy…after falling once opted instead to stick with his scooter.
An aside: Kids will mess up your money in a heartbeat.
Anyhoodle, fast forward to now. The Boy is being dusted in the races as he scoots along. He’s shorter than the other boys, and a scooter, let’s face it, isn’t a bike.
Yesterday he asked for his bike and see below. He is a riding fool.