ZIP-ZIP- HOORAY!

My husband is a kid at heart.  Sure, he looks all serious and wise and cute and stuff.  All bookish and sensible and quiet.

But he still likes to play.  This weekend, using old lawn mower wheels, metal pipes, and two metal plates he bought ten years ago but never used (when he built our swing set), he made a zip-line. 

 

Unfortunately, we didn’t have a large enough ladder to use to tie the rope high enough in the tree, so when the kids tried it out, they sank to the ground almost right away.

Dave decided to head to his parents’ house.  They have more mature trees and a nice big ladder, so we went there the next day.

The other advantage to heading to his parents’ house was that his dad would be able to help pull the plan together…

 

So…higher ladder, higher trees…yikes!  Higher kids!

And they’re off!

Even the biggest kid got a turn…

They all took so many turns, I was getting cold and losing interest and suggested a few times that maybe we should call it a day?  And go inside?  Where it’s warm? 

But thank goodness for fun dads.  And thank goodness we have one.