I certainly wasn't expecting the shit that landed in my lap the next day. After the hell that is Sunday brunch in my house, with the grandparents and Cy joining us, I escaped to my garage to tinker with something.

Every year or so I like to upgrade my sons' bikes because they outgrow them as fast as I build them. I could hear laughter coming from inside and that was good enough for me.

They make me nuts, but there's no better feeling than having my whole family under ...