Don't teach you kids to ride.
Went dirt riding with my son yesterday. Yes, I taught him how to ride. Yes, I'm sorry I ever thought that was a good idea.
He rides a 110 pound 600 HP nuclear/hydrogen hybrid titanium/carbon fiber cross Kawasaki KX250. I ride a 980 pound 37 HP one lung behemoth with suspension technology stolen from a 1937 Harley Davidson hardtail.
We set out for a 60 mile ride through a really nice Off Highway Vehicle Park called "Entrance to the Gates of Hell". 16' deep woops, sand deep enough the make Arabs envious, and rocks the size of fairly small mining dump trucks.
My son, bless his heart, rode my ass into the dirt. I came home injured. Had fewer parts on my bike that when I left. And when I went to change my Depends, I found half a kidney hanging out of my butt. And I think I broke my frickin' big toe.
Bottom line, DO NOT teach your kids to ride. You may live to regret it.
I'm headed to the ER. Talk later.