Yesterday was a beautiful Spring day (Spring day number one to be exact!) so since the kids were out of school we celebrated at the park. We went to a different park than we usually go to, because we thought there would be tons of little kids. Well there weren't. There were three. William, Catherine, and Stuart (who doesn't count since all he does is sit in his stroller and drool).
So I sat with McSlobber while the older two happily played together. For about three minutes. Then they were bored and wanted to swing. So I pushed the stroller over to the swings where Catherine wanted to get in a baby swing and William wanted to get in one of the handicapped swings. They both wanted to be strapped in but not pushed. I wasn't sure what my purpose was at that point, so....trying to remember how long it had been since I'd been on a swing myself, I decided to see if I could still do it.
So with everyone strapped / buckled / locked in their respective chariots, I started swinging. Higher and higher and higher. William and Catherine started hollering for me to get them out. Stuart started hollering just because. And I knew the only person going anywhere was ME. I kept kicking my legs, and the higher I went, the more muffled the hollering became. It was a lovely time.
Then a car pulled up and a lady got out and started heading towards us with a camera. No kids, just a camera. I hopped off the swing and said "Is there a problem Officer?" Then I found out she was from the newspaper and wanted to get a picture of my little pretty in pink girl. So I released Catherine from her captivity and she had her picture made in front of some really pretty Azaleas. And made the front page of the local news. Announcing the arrival spring.
The headline could have turned out very differently had that swing frame busted out of the ground.