By Elisabeth
A couple of weeks before Christmas, I had my two boys, 7 and 4, fill out their official Santa letters. The 7 year old wrote down everything Lego and the 4 year old was all over the map from brooms, whistles, 1000 baggies from the grocery store to a roll of tape.
However, he did happen to throw out a new bike amongst his humorous requests. I knew he wasn't getting a new bike. Yes, his current bike is getting on the smaller side, but I had already done most of the shopping and what I had not purchased could be picked up at the grocery store. Hello, 1000 baggies! (Not really. He only got 12 whistles and 1 roll of tape.)
I thought we were pretty much cruising in the driver's seat regarding Christmas morning until both of my boys told a Santa at a neighborhood Christmas party 2 days before the big day they BOTH wanted new bikes.
Now, of course we didn't have to do anything. Yes, that had all they needed and more, but it was our first Christmas morning in our house EVER, and we kept invisioning the boys seeing the BIG GIFT as they came around the corner.
So, my husband began perusing Craigslist just to see if there was anything out there that would work for our 7 year old. And luckily, there was a perfect BLUE (the request was blue!) bike for sale right in our inexpensive price range. And within a few hours, my husband was back home with a blanket covering our secret weapon in the trunk!
Fortunately for us, a girl must have owned this boy bike because this thing had barely a scratch on it. My husband polished that bad boy up, took his old yellow bike, gave it the same treatment and we were all ready for Christmas morning.
The moment had come, the morning had arrived. The squeels, the shreeks, the "THIS IS THE BEST CHRISTMAS EVER's" came pouring out. It was everything we they had ever wanted.
I think my oldest son said it best, "Hunter you got a new bike too and it looks JUST LIKE MINE!!"
{photo credit: husband}










