Things like this make me love being a tourist.

I remember the first day I put Bug in a swing. I blogged about it it was so memorable. I know, I blog about everything…but there’s even a clip with my annoying voice! I was so afraid she’d fall through the feet holes. But she loved it. She laughed and laughed and now she’s four and almost too big for the baby swings. But here she is in the same exact swing still laughing…

I don’t think she’ll fit in this particular swing much longer so we better get in as many laughs as we can!

…is to tell everything —Voltaire. But that’s not going to stop me of course.

Notes:

1. I’m combatting my stiff neck by drinking less coffee. It’s just as dreadful as you’d think.
2. I sent my jumper material home with my mom. She’s more optimistic than I am.
3. When I say I need to de-clutter. I’m talking about the mess Bug and I make.
4. I sort of petered out on the last sketch… I meant to go back and draw more and color it in but then I forgot and now I’m over it.