We have a proper swing all!
There is always a bum on it and one waiting to be. My Mom-senses are tingling more than usual these days because one or both boys are trying to sneak out at all hours for a ride.
So far I have seen a Power Ranger, complete with muscles, pumping up a storm. Just today, a boy in cowboy print jamma bottoms holding the string of a homemade kite was spotted floating amongst the clouds. I know the day will come when bed-head and underwear only will be all the rage.
I tell ya, there's nothing better than a swing in your own backyard. Especially when your brother who is patiently waiting for a turn, gives ya a good push.