Monkeys

There is this tree in the backyard of  the beach house  in which the children practically lived for the five days that we were down the shore.  It is the perfect height, high enough to make them feel like adventurous tree climbers but low enough to the ground that we didn't fear them breaking any limbs if anyone happened to fall off it. I am telling you, almost every second of daylight , when we weren't at the beach or off on some exploration, was spent playing happily in the branches. Every now and then, there would be some squabbling over a certain prime location, but most of the time the kids were perfectly content in their arboreal worlds. Even lil' Lily ventured up there. Her big sister, Carolynn, shocked and bursting with pride over the fact that her two year old sister could perform such a feat, said "we should call the newspapers!"