The Swingset

It wasn't long after we moved in to our new house that we got a new swingset. It had a couple swings, a trapeeze and a glider. I liked swinging okay but it didn't take my adventurous spirit long at all to start exploring more exciting options. I started out by climbing up and around the bars at the end of the frame, and of course hanging upside down by my knees. After getting a little bored with that, I started to do tricks on the trapeeze. I would get it swinging real good and then drop to me knees. I would keep it swinging real good and then slip on down and hung by my feet (I'd wrap my feet around the chain on each side. ) I worked up to swinging on it by my heels. I then decided to climb up on the top of the swingset. I first just sat astraddle of the top bar. Then I decided to stand up on that top bar and walk across it like a tight rope walker. I was very good at the tricks and never did have a bad fall. Grandma worried so much that I was going to hurt myself. She was always cautioning me to be careful, but never told me not to do it. I think that is because it was normal play for me and I did it while mom and dad were home too. she often said "little one, you are going to give me a heart attack", as a figure of speech. However, when she did die it was of a heart attack and Kathy blamed me for my shenanigans on the swwingset. She was only nine and didn't know any better.