"Swing Mommy, Swing"

"Swing Mommy, swing!" is exactly what this little smile says. If Logan could say partial sentences already like this... I promise, that is exactly what he would say every time I mentioned the park.

He loves to go on both the little boy swings AND the BIG boy swings sitting on Mommy's lap. Why does he like to sit on Mommy's lap on the BIG boy swings? Well, that is because just like his Mommy, Logan is a miniature dare-devil and Mommy swings REALLY HIGH. We don't do baby, whimpy swings. Soon enough he will be riding motorcycles (dirt bikes, quads, you know... the good stuff) with Mommy and building homemade go carts with Daddy.

The higher we go on the swing... the louder and longer he laughs. Logan is our "Miniature Dare-Devil"!!

What a grin this is?

Swings make the best afternoons. Much more entertaining than Mommy. I must admit, I do get boring and if I was Logan I would prefer the swing too from time to time.

One concept he doesn't quite understand yet is... HANGING ON. He just does his thing as if going high in the air doesn't phase him in the slightest and well, falling or hurting himself... nope that doesn't exist either yet. Logan is invincible and I am sure he is going to continue to think this for quite some time. So it's my job to WORRY and Logan's job to STRESS ME OUT while he has FUN.

See, I am serious.

He doesn't hang on!

Too funny.