Early in our marriage, Tymon borrowed seasons of the Simpsons from a coworker and we would watch them together. After seeing an episode where Homer gives Marge a bowling ball for her birthday when she doesn't know how to bowl, Tymon began calling any gift I gave him that I secretly wanted for myself a bowling ball. Over the years, there have been several occasions when we have bestowed a "bowling ball" upon one another.
But this past week when I got Graeden a bowling ball for his birthday, I think I may have crossed the line. But is it really a line, I justify to myself, if Graeden loves it, too? I've taken the Rip Rider 360 for a spin a few times. Tymon rode it around the kitchen/dining room/entry way circle immediately after getting it together. Our knees were in our armpits, but we love it. I need to try it down our little hill in our cul-de-sac. Yeah, that would be great.
Will you be making the Rip Rider 360 in adult sizes? You should. I want one.
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