Monday, April 20, 2009

Swing Dancing

How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do
The Swing, R.L. Stevenson


We have the pleasantest park in our neighborhood. It's nestled in a slight dale just across the street from our house and Kevin, Markie and I take Ivy there as often as possible. She loves the swings, the green plastic tunnel that connects an elevated platform to a slide and the little pebbles that serve as a cushion beneath all the playground equipment. The gravel is the perfect size for her little hands and wee mouth and so far I think that I've deterred Ivy every time she's attempted to slide a pebble into her mouth.

There is nothing like early spring days or the first swing of the season:


2 comments:

Kathy said...

22 seconds?!!! Not nearly long enough for a Grandma - how about 22 MINUTES of a cute baby swing -swinging? Happy Day sweet one.

Grandma B.

marf said...

that girl is flexible. cirque de soleil watch out!