Skateboard

Quinn had gone too long without a skateboard to call his own. After all, he is 7. Last year after Christmas and his birthday, he wanted to pool his gift moneys to buy one, but we convinced him to wait since it might be little more than frustrating to buy a skateboard in the middle of winter. A snowboard might have made sense.

The snow melted and we began hearing about the skateboard again. Quinn and I made a deal that if he could make through the entire month of April without tearing his newest pair of jeans, we'd start looking at skateboards in May. I think he only wore those pants twice. May arrived, and last weekend we finally made it to the local skateboard shop. We got him a board, and dude, it is like, totally awesome.

Here it is: