dirt bike rider...

Jake has his motorbike in the garage and Rhen sees it everyday and says "butt butt, on." (he can't quite say bike). Yesterday I was out on the lawn and he was admiring the bike in the garage, saying on on. So I yelled back to him he has to wait until dad comes home to ride it. A second later I saw him run out of the garage down the drive way, face determined, hair blowin in the wind. He didn't stop at the end of the driveway he kept on going down the street saying, "daddy, daddy". He kept going, "daddy daddy". I had to go get him. He wanted dad to take him on a ride and he didn't want to wait!