A few weeks ago, when the boys learned to mostly sit up, I decided the time was ripe to try out the swings at the park. Grey started screaming bloody-murder as soon as his legs were through the holes. "No biggie," thought I, "because Micah is sure to love it." Spoiler alert: he did not love it. I think the swing may have been hot on their bare little legs. We didn't try the swings again until this week, early Sunday morning when it was nice and cool and the park was deserted. And it was highly successful! Although the pictures don't show it, the boys loved the swings, and once their daddy joined the play they were laughing and smiling and screaming with pleasure as he tried to catch them, or threw wood chips at them (boys....?).