Wednesday, October 10, 2012


The boys just love their tire swing.
 Little man always likes to push big man.
 And big man will swing and swing and swing. Reminds me of my Nana Bear.
 There's something about a swing that makes boys feel so free, so brave, and so happy.
 Twisting and turning will make you dizzy . . .
 Twisting and turning can only lead to one thing . . .
 Becoming so disoriented. . .
 That you eventually fall out and crash onto the ground.
 But once you crash to the ground there is always someone available to tackle you and make you feel like you just did the coolest thing in the whole world.
 And the only thing better than one person thinking you are cool. . . is two people!
These boys don't like each other at all. Can't you tell?

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