In the Swing of Things

Tragedy struck today.  Nathan loves to swing and could do it all day long.  To his credit, he willingly shares the swing and Gramma with Andrew.  On Nathan's third turn on the swing, the rope of the swing gave out.  Gramma was right there to prevent an injury, but Nathan was shaken by the experience.  I told him not to worry, Grampa would come up with a new dexign for the swing.  The boys and I headed upstairs to file a repair request with Grampa.  Nathan told Grampa the swing was broken and needed to be fixed.  Grampa was concerned and asked him where the swing broke.  Nathan replied, "in the basement." 

Grampa headed out to Home Depot to see what was available.  When he returned Nathan was ready to help.  Even Gramma got to help with some sawing, which she did while holding Nathan.  The new swing is approved for up to 255 pounds.  I've asked to have a porch swing installed next, for Gramma and the boys to ride together.  I also requested we look into attaching a motor to our new and improved swing.  No response has been forthcoming to either request, yet.  It took Nathan a bit of reassuring, but he finally agreed to test the new design out. 

 Grampa to the rescue.

 Are you sure this will work?

 Andrew slept through the repair and wasn't sure if he had dreamt up a new swing. 

"What's different here? 

Is it my turn?"

Gramma adds her own creative touches.  It's easy to push Nathan  while seated now.  The overturned galvanized tub is for the boys to do chipmunk lookouts.  There have been no recent sitings.

 

The boys have graduated to dusting!  It's my most hated job.  It's not difficult, but you finish and then just have to start all over.  With the boys' help, dusting is a completely different task.  It involves lifting one child for spraying the orange oil, getting him to spray only the desired surface, getting him to stop when the surface is saturated, lifting the second child for wiping, pointing out the many missed spots, rotating the spray and dust cloth between the boys as they take turns, locating something new to dust, quickly wiping the surface yourself when the boys aren't looking and repeating the entire procedure on the next piece of furniture.

 I think I see some dust!

How many bottles of this stuff does Gramma have?

 

Gramma, I need your help!  I like the chair closer.

"Gramma, you do the foot pedals."

Nathan's feet are working pretty well on their own.  If only they were longer.