This past fall we snagged some great end-of-the-season deals on a playhouse and swing set at Sam's Club. Brighton actually got the playhouse for Christmas, but he never knew it. They've both been in our garage all winter just waiting for us. As the snow melts, we've all become increasingly excited about playing with these things, but I also quickly realized how naive I was about the time and effort required to put them both together. Can anyone relate? Luckily my husband is really handy, but some more spare time would be nice. 
The playhouse if finished, but the swingset still stares at Jon from several large boxes in the garage. That's one mighty large item on his to-do list. Don't ya hate it when that happens?