On our way to Madzie's baptism we got a flat. Luckily we had stopped at a rest stop. Shaun was willing and I figure he's gotta learn sometime so Shaun changed our tire, by himself, with directions from mom.
When we got to Big O Shaun had the good idea to keep our tire. It hadn't torn just wore out, so we took it home, washed it up, and hung it from the tree. Tada, tire swing. Good thinkin' kid!