Carter took a seat on his first Harley a few weekends ago...for those of you who don't know, this is Uncle Mark's "big bike." Much to my dismay, he seemed to love it. He even cried when we took him off.
Carter’s favorite part was trying to eat all the pretty, shiny parts. Uncle Mark loved showing Carter all the gadgets and gizmos on the thing, and he didn't even mind the mouth and finger prints all over his formerly clean bike.
Don't worry, he's not allowed to actually ride this thing or any other until he's like 45 years old.
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