Before heading to the beach, we stopped by the Mims' house to deliver a gift and search for McIver's crocs (which, by the way, are still MIA). As I was saying my good-byes, and assuming that the kids were climbing back into the golf cart, they discovered 'the climbing tree,' a huge magnolia in the Mims' front yard.
Here they are at a respectable, adventurous level in the tree.
Now, Olivia is wising up - and climbing down.
Not McIver, no sir. He went even higher - I'm sure he was at least as high as their 2nd floor windows, and clearly not the least bit concerned for life or limb.