Saturday, July 16, 2011

The Swing

My parents had this amazing swing at their old house (my childhood home). My brother made it for them as a gift and it was hands-down one of the highlights of our visits to their house. Do you see how long that rope is?? You pretty much felt like you were flying. And if you asked Christian what he misses the most about PopPop and Grandmom's old house, he would tell you "the swing."

The week of Christian's birthday we were at VBS one evening and when we came home PopPop was just getting ready to leave our house. I asked him what he had been doing and he said "working on the swing." Christian was puzzled and ran over to the swing set to see what it was PopPop had been fixing, but he couldn't find anything. Then PopPop pointed to a tree over on the other side of the yard. Christian went running and there he found a new red (his favorite color) swing! He loves that swing, especially when someone pushes him so he can go really high. And I love that swing too. It's a little piece of home.


Anonymous said...

I was just thinking about the swings at your parents house the other day! And thanking God for all of the wonderful memories that we made at their house with you guys. Anna :)

Sarah Joy said...

That is awesome!!!!!!!! what a wonderful memory and piece of home.

Suzanne Chatterton said...

What a sweet story! We can't wait to see the swing! Thanks for the photos of the children. It makes us even more anxious to see everyone.