And the cute one's will shall be done

It was so hilarious I had to tell my mom.

Before I jumped in the car and headed up north to the land of childhood memories and magical Grandmas and erstwhile unimagined tire swings I jumped on the phone and shared with my Mom Graham's assertion that she possessed superior engineering skills to my Dad.

And, of course, she told Dad all about it.

And damned if Grandpa didn't take Graham's unintentional slight just a tiny bit to heart and was therefore moved to rig up this contraption which was ready for use even before we completed the drive up there...

Someone might be just a little bit spoiled.

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What a family! Graham is spoiled and LeeAnne is a total SNOB! Seriously - see what I mean over at Don Mills Diva Recipes and Reviews...

The tire swing

This morning as I rushed about, packing clothes for a much-needed weekend sojourn to my parents' lakeside house Graham chattered about what we would do there.

"And Grandpa is going to build me a tire swing so I can swing into the lake!"

Notwithstanding the temperature of the lake, I considered whether the lone tree at the water's edge would facilitate such an arrangement.

"Well, I'm not so sure Grandpa can do that..."

Graham was undeterred.

"Yes, he can. It's easy Mom...you just need a tire and some rope."

Honestly? I couldn't see it happening.

"Graham, sweetie, I'm just not sure Grandpa can do that."

There was a long pause.

"Oh. Okay Mommy."

There was another long pause and then a sudden, exuberant outburst.

"But Mommy it's okay that Grandpa is not smart enough to build a tire swing! We can get Grandma to do it!"

Would you trust this man to build a tire swing?