Dad's birthday was last week. I wanted to buy him a wheelbarrow, but I was worried that it was the equivalent of giving me a vacuum for my birthday. It turns out I shouldn't have worried, he loves it. In fact, he parked his car in the driveway to make sure the wheelbarrow has a spot in the garage. We'll have to get that cleaned out as soon as we have a warm day so that all wheeled items have a parking place.
I think one of the funnest things to do with a wheelbarrow as a child is to ride in it. As soon as it was assembled, Daddy took each child for a quick ride. He's pretty happy with his new all steel, 5 spoke rim, no flat tire dirt hauler.