Occurred on September 3, 2024 / Wilmington, North Carolina, USA

Info from Licensor: "So, picture this: after a long day of toddler wrangling—where every toy is a potential weapon and snack time feels like a hostage negotiation—we finally get a moment of peace on our brand-new front porch swing. Mom and the kids are blissfully swinging, soaking in the night air, and I'm feeling like the ultimate family man, just watching my little crew enjoy life. Then, like a scene out of a sitcom, I think, 'Hey, I should join in on the fun!' Spoiler alert: I underestimated the swing’s weight limit. As I plop down, the swing goes from 'family bonding' to 'family flying' in about 0.5 seconds.

Next thing you know, we're all airborne—kids, mom, and dad—folding backward into the bushes like a bunch of lawn chairs."