Our new neighborhood doesn't have a park. There's one across the street from the neighborhood, but that would require us to get into the car every time we wanted to go, and after work in the few hours we have to play, we don't want to have to drive over there. So we knew if we bought this house we'd have to get Britton a playset. The hub and I went to two different places that carried the wooden ones, and narrowed it down to one. Man, was that ever difficult.
If you ever want to drive yourself crazy, go to one of these places and compare A-frame to up-and-down, monkey bars versus slide placement, tire swing versus play table versus sand box, even the color options of the roof. It was serious option overload, and I just wanted someone to have a store called "The Best Playset Ever" and only carry one option!
This beauty (which is actually the smallest of the units they carry, can you believe that?!) has three swings, a rock wall, a ladder and stairs, a rope ladder, a trapeze bar, a slide, a tire swing underneath, and a steering wheel and telescope on the deck. We picked the Mountaineer color option for the roof, but stuck with green for the slide so it wouldn't show dirt.
When I picked up Britton from daycare today I told her that she had a surprise waiting for her. We never told her that we ordered one, because we have finally learned our lesson about telling her things too early - she has no concept of time. I told her it was her birthday present, and she took that to mean that she was getting another birthday today. To which she promptly informed me that she wanted a Dora party. I told her no, that this present was for the birthday that she just had, but that it wasn't delivered in time. This is the moment when she finally saw it!
Just a hunch, but I think she likes it! The structure has a fifteen year warranty and has to be sealed once a year, but other than that it should outlast her desire to play on it. We knew going in that we only wanted to have to buy a playset once, so it had to last.
And because the hub and I are at the point where our everyday expenses now double as an anniversary gift to each other, we treated ourselves to new garage doors. Iron is the traditional sixth wedding anniversary gift, so the doors count. Kind of.
The old ones were original to the house, ugly as all get out, and had no insulation. There was also only one garage door opener, and it sounded like a freight train when it was struggling to open the door. The frames were also missing any safety cables. Our new doors now each have an opener, and they are so ridiculously quiet. With our basement on the same floor as the garage, we wanted the doors to be insulated and these are. Plus, they are pretty!
Awesome playset!! It's way better than the one I had when I was little.
ReplyDeleteLove that you have two separate garage doors! They look good :)