Yesterday was my oldest son's 6th Birthday. My parents came to town to celebrate and we decided to throw him a party and not tell him about it. At 9 am, we get a boucy house with water slide delivered and break the news to him. He is so pumped. Once it is set up, him and his little brother get out a start jumping like madmen. Then something unplanned and super awesome happened. Backstory, my son is obsessed with lambo's right now. He thinks they are the coolest car in the world and keeps telling me I need to buy one. Let's not worry about a lambo costing double what my house did. So the boys are jumping in the bouncy house and I am cooking in the house. I look out the window and I see a Ferari. I live in rural Indiana. This is not a normal sight. Then another comes by and another. I run out side and get the kids attention and say "look a lambo" and he gets so exited. Turns out some car club was out on a cruise and decided my road was a good one. There were at least 20 super cars in the group. My son was stoked. He got a parade of super cars for his birthday. Being a good dad like I am, I told him I set it up for him. Fast forward to later that night after we had a ton of kids and friends over. My son comes up to me and says "dad, this was the best day of my life."
I usually feel like a moron and wonder who in their right mind would let me have kids, but today, I nailed it.