Honest this post is not for those that faint of heart or those that are going to judge my mothering… Raising boys is a whole world that I am not at all sure about. I know that boys are dare devils. Just last week I witnessed some neighbor boys doing what I would classify as “stupid” some may agree others may think I am being over bearing. So for the neighbor kids, I watched one kid tie a snow sled around his waist as he jumped onto his bike and dragged another neighbor boy down the street. Really? I know boys will be boys but as a girl when is it appropriate to step in and say, “Really?”
So onto my original story. Hubby purchased an awesome swing set off of Craigslist a while back. Slowly but surely he has been putting it together and the boys love it. If they had it their way all three would be out there all day long just about every day, of which I am much obliging. Big brother has been getting the hang of pumping his legs on the swings and can now totally swing by himself. The other brothers just enjoy being “superman” on the swings. Along with two swings there is a traipse of sorts… this is where the story gets a little hairy! Big brother has never been one to step down from a challenge and in fact will meet them head on and spit at them! Lately he has been swinging on them, flipping his legs up over the middle section, hanging by his knees and then flipping off and most of the time stick a great landing. Well, one day I was in the backyard enjoying the beautiful fall weather and I witnessed big brother’s dare devil moves and I thought I would try to get a few snaps of the insanity. After much trying my pictures really did not do justice to what actually takes place… but here are my attempts!
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