Hurricane Farm

Recently we decided to rehang our trusty tire swing (I call him "roundy") on a higher branch in the massive spruce tree which adorns our front lawn.

The branch that it was on prior to this adventure had to be lopped off to make room for a swingset, but this new branch was very high in the tree.

Not a good thing when one is not particularly fond of "big" ladders.

Luckily, my trusty 4 year old son loves all big tools, ladders being no exception.  So, with his trusy helmet upon his head, a smiling Liev made his triumphant ascent.

He really seems to enjoy it up there.  Ok, time to come down.  No, really, come on down now...Just like a cat.  Thoughts of a rescue entered my mind.  But in the end it turned out that Liev is much more agile than a cat and he attacked the descent with chipper exuberance.

He even stopped to pose halfway down.  I know who will be re-shingling the roof of the house when he's of working age...