After more than several attempts throwing a hammer tied to a small rope tied to a big ropeover a tree branch waaaaaay up in the air, Daddy _finally_ got my swing hung up and ready to go. I've only been waiting since January - I think this was my birthday present. That's only 3 months to you, but it's a fifth of my whole life. Anyway, we pretty much had to wait for some sunny weather, so no harm no foul.
I'm ready to go. Can you tell? C'mon, let's go! Hurry up and buckle me in, Mom..
Man, this thing is fun.. I could do this all day!