SWING

Last week Roman and I were all about going to the park (since weather allowed it). So much that we even ventured off in his little red wagon and found one with a swing! A lot of new parks have stopped building swings. Yes, I can see how super dangerous it could be, but it is also so much fun! I remember being a child and when it was recess time, all the children would run into the playground and try to claim a swing. Unfortunately our neighboring park is one of those parks without a swing. Grr.  I realized that the last time Roman was on a swing was the first time I ever try to put him on one. This was when he was six months old. Nonetheless he loved it, as did I. That day I was the prime example of why they rarely put them on the playgrounds anymore.  My sister and I tried to see who can go the highest. Then she dared me to jump off. I did and bailed so hard! I can't even remember the last time I fell before that. It must have been the shining sun that drove me to it. But, I felt like a kid again. That is one thing I love so much about being a Mommy; in many ways you get to become a kid all over again and your "bestie" is your child.