When Flannery got home from her Grandparents' and saw it in the backyard, she ran right past me (waiting with my arms open for a welcome home hug), and jumped onto a swing! I guess that means the swing-set was a hit! And she and her cousin played and played outside on it for hours last weekend, which was really cute to watch. They are now pretty much gymnasts--balancing and hanging from every bar or handle they possibly could.
Do you get joy from creating things with your hands, as well? Or is it just me?