Since coming home, Will has been terrified of the swings. I figured that after watching his brothers, he'd want to do it too. I was wrong. So, just like ice cream, whenever we are somewhere with swings, I force him to give it a try. Just a couple small pushes, to prove it is fun and safe. He hates it. Sunday, I finally thought to sit him on my lap while swinging. He seemed to enjoy it, for a little while. Tonight, I looked out back and saw this. Will had convinced Rob to give him a ride.
Uh, yeah, that's definitely safer, Will.
Comfortable, boys?
I guess so.
Don't worry, Will.
Before long, you'll be swinging high like Jack!
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