Windblown

This girl loves to swing. She never stops wanting to swing.  She only gives in and climbs down from her swing when I start crying because we've been at the park for 17 hours.  She doesn't like to see me cry.

She knows how to pump, but would rather I push her in the baby swings.  I think she feels more free when she doesn't have to make the swing go on her own, and when she's basically harnessed in, of course.

She loves every minute she spends on the swings, and she cries for every minute it takes me to brush the tangles out of her hair.