Swingin' Sista

Ever since Lizzie was 6 months old and big enough to go in one of those baby swings on our swing set, we have tried to introduce her to the world of back and forth. Every time we deposited her into the swing, she would start screaming until she eventually would hyperventilate. To put it mildly, she did not enjoy the swing. Today, we let her try a big kid swing, and the results speak for themselves. I felt like she was Forrest Gump and we were screaming "Swing Lizzie, Swing!" instead of "Run Forrest, Run!"