We stacked logs, three high sometimes, and jumped 'em. Wheeeeeeee. We had a big puddle in the backyard we built this shitty little plank/ship thing in and we played war. Our 'ramp' was a re-purposed ping-pong table, nailed to a bunch of logs and lumber. We used to draw things like the Valmont Bike Park and The Ned Skatepark on our notebooks. The Dude of Q thinks this all pretty normal. The world class action sports resources - including his own bowl and dirt track - in his own yard. Normal. Normal's pretty fucking cool these days.
Oh, and R - The Rabbit's theory about thieving critters was spot on. Spock has teeth marks in his head, and is a few feet from the throne, over there with the gnome, above the baby leg. Yo.