Thanks for your kind words ZEN.
Man, when I was a kid ( I`m 45 now ), my dad had a bike, when I told him I wanted one, he sold his, and never allowed me to have one. Well, I always did. I got my first real bike at around 10, it was a Suzuki RT-100, with dual trany ( Many cars washed and many yards mowed ). I kept it at a friends house until my dad fired me out of the house for all this ( and other things, not real bad ). I think I have riden bikes almost every day of my life since, no kiding.
My dad kept me away from them, I`m adicted to them.
I, later raised my own kids around bikes, from PW`s to KX`s, we have had the greatest times anybody could ever had. Every time we went riding, I even simulated falling because the kids ( 2 ) loved to see me falling and getting dirty, they still say "the ride-day is not over until dad hits the dirt". And guess what, they are not adicted to bikes, they ride them, they love them, but they are normal kids. They like girls and Playstation and having fun. Sometimes their KX`s sit for weeks, and I have to ask them to ride with me.
I respect you for hanging with your kids, for riding with your kids, they will respect you and love you forever.
And to learn to wheelie, you need a dirt bike first...
JT