Peter and I had been poring over the Sunday circulars in the paper all spring looking for a backyard play set.
The choices were overwhelming from simple metal swing sets to elaborate monstrosities.
Seriously, a few had more square feet than our first home, nicer amenities, and the payments on the play system might have been even larger than our mortgage at the time.
We imagined what it would be like to live in one of those.
"Honey, time for dinner!"
"Be right there.." whoosh down the winding tube slide.
We could eat lunch in the makeshift cafe with the stools and little canopy. Climb up the fake rock wall on the way to bed.
We researched them, set aside savings, read reviews and safety regulations - the works.
