Tire Swing, Old Forge
If you’ve never spun your kids on a tire swing to the point of their nausea, you are seriously missing out.
In all honesty, I stopped way before either of them showed the least bit signs of illness, but if you had asked them, it was way too soon. Over the first few weekends of July, we stole away to Old Forge twice, and both of them, irregardless of the 60 degree weather and driving rain, completely fell in love with the place all over again. Somehow, I feel like I will spend the rest of my summer trying to find a weekend to get back there.
What I am really lamenting right now is that neither of the two of them will sit still for a long enough moment to capture their bliss. The fact that Jenny’s career allows her to spend the summer with them makes me unbelievably happy. They are blessed to be able to spend this time together.
