We have a tree in our front yard. Since The Giving Tree was already taken (Shel Silverstein), I thought I'd continue on that path with a story of another very special tree branch and its swings.
Isn't it the simplest things that bring us the best memories? This story began in December of 2010 when we installed this swing.
Sweet C is only 4 months old here and this was his first swing ride in our swing.
Then he grew in his swing.
After a while, another sweet boy arrived and loved the swing.
Which naturally meant that it was time to add another swing.
Still today, both of these swings are swung on. Just about every day. All family members (and even sometimes neighborhood children) have enjoyed these swings on this branch.
It's amazing how the weirdest objects can make a house into a home, but this is definitely one of those things for me. They make my heart sing every day.
These baby swings always make me think about Aunt Alice. She loved swinging you and Sarah in HER tree!
ReplyDeleteI remember HER tree so well, but it's funny, I don't remember there being a swing in it.
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