It was time. We're in our "forever" home and the kids are still depressed about not having a castle. So getting a swing set seemed like a pretty logical idea.
But before we could get down to business, there were two poplars in our backyard that we wanted to cut down. Both had holes in them that we could tell were caused by bugs plus rot. Come one bad hurricane and we knew our house would be at risk. Luckily, we just so happened to inherit amazing neighbors on all sides of our home and one of them happens to be a pretty experienced tree cutter. He told us he'd take care of it himself.
We knew the trees were in bad shape but we didn't know that they were this diseased. You can imagine how relieved we are to have them cut down and waiting for a good bonfire with marshmallows.
Then Ben and my dad got to work. And I'm so glad I already knew that when they say "This will take 10 man hours" it really means that it'll take the better part of a decade -- even between two experienced men. They worked ALL day and completed the playhouse section of the swing set.
Then today while the kids were napping, Ben finished work early and headed out to finish it. The kids were surprised/thrilled to find that they could play on the swings and immediately invited a neighbor over to play.
They're in love.
The kids have already waited on me in the lower floor. Who knew you could make milkshakes and salads out of just plain air?
Our neighbor jokingly asked us today when we plan on installing a third floor. As long as MY third floor is completed before they get one, I'll be a happy woman.
