digging, jumping, climbing, swinging...

A real, live Digger!  (keys not included)

Daddy gets in on the Tarzan action.

 

Daddy and the kids (plus an errant Isaac) climbing a tree built for kids.

 

 

The above "mountain" is actually a bout two feet high.  But that's a mountain to someone who is also about two feet high.

Schuyler on her first moped.

Your Uncle Will and I spend hours upon hours on these trees.  Not just these trees but any trees with something resembling vines.  I remember while Mum would play tennis at Coral Beach, we would wander off (back when kids were allowed to just wander off) and find these trees and swing on them for the whole afternoon.  In the same way, we would spend a whole day (at least, what seemed like the whole day) riding waves on the beach.  I need to get back to that.  I'll let these kids inspire me.  I think it is really, really healthy to spend that time just playing.  In its own way, it is extremely meditative.  When you spend the day body surfing or swinging on vines, you're not thinking about the electric bill or the proposal you need to write for work.  You just are.   You are just doing that thing you are doing and the past and future disappear and leave you standing smack bang in the middle of the thankful present tense.  And what is better than that?