The hit of the neighborhood, yes, you were.
I look at where you are laying now, disgusted. How could I have trusted you with those kids? I know you had failed me in the past, but this summer you were awesome. I forgave you when the grass died all around you. I forgave you when you gently plopped to the ground. I forgave you when you broke a chain, then another. We loved you and repaired because you were part of the family. But I can not forgive you for this.
I don't think I can ever get the sight of Hayden, my little baby, flying through the air out of my mind. You are so lucky he wasn't hurt, just shaken up a bit. That Popsicle fixed him up fine. But you, STUPID TIRE SWING, are outta here.
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Oh my! I am glad that Hayden was not hurt. We will not be getting one of those...EVER!
I know a good place to recycle tires if you catch my drift.
Swing had its days of glory and now you must force it into retirement. Very sad, but after picturing your boy flying through the air, I think necessary.
Maybe you could turn the tire into a nice flower bed in the backyard - it still has a place in the family but serves a completely un-dangerous role!
Or are tire flower beds white trash?
It does look like it provided a lot of fun for friends and family. Glad Hayden wasn't injured. Scary!
El Niño Y Tu Pilin
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