Just another dent in the wall

Okay, so having kids in the house can be tough on the walls, furniture, etc.
Today I was startled by a very loud clunk sounding like something heavy had hit something hard. I went downstairs to discover Ethan had somehow slammed the platform swing Todd made for Daniel into the corner of the basement wall, denting the metal strips which form the frame for the corner. It was 4 feet off the ground. I don't even want to know how he got the swing that high or how he escaped from breaking his head or something else instead of just denting the wall.
The swing, of course, --because Todd constructed it-- is unscathed.

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