OK.... what was I thinking? I actually said "Yes". I told my dear husband that he could buy MY BABY a motorcycle for Christmas. I said he could buy himself one too. I really must be STUPID. I made them buy all kinds of body armor. That boy is strapped into several layers of gear. I am surprised that he can move those arms. Yep, we must protect those precious little monkey arms and chicken legs.
But, when I saw the joy on his face when he figured out the gift, priceless. He looked at me with those big brown eyes of his and said..."this is the best Christmas ever". I was hooked. I gave him the keys to my heart and mini-van. Now, BABY..... you must stay 12 forever. AMEN.
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