A Swingin Good Time (No, Not That Kind!)

I'm at the park by Grandma and
Grandma's house. I started going
really recently to test out my mad
swinging skills. Now that I can hurl
myself right out of the baby swing,
it's been retired to the yard, where
it's awaiting boxing. My momma's
pretty broken up over it (she has
this neurotic thing about me growing
up that's pretty annoying), but this
is cheering her up. Sometimes.