We've entered the big leagues of playgrounding.
Having playdates organized by R's 5-6 year old classmates have taken us to a whole new level of outdoor adventuring.
Gone are the tot-lots and cute, safe plastic slides.
In are the rock climbing walls, the 15 foot slide tunnels, and the rope bridge.
I don't think I have to tell you which one is the braver one...
But she's dragging her brother along.
When in doubt, Dad can rescue from said rope bridge.
Don't worry buddy, Mom doesn't love heights either.