I took my son Mylo down to the Brooklyn Bridge Park at the foot of Atlantic Avenue this morning and pushed him in the swings. We were at the same park this past Friday with five of his best neighborhood buds and their moms but he was napping in the stroller during the majority of the outing. When he woke up I was excited to put him in the swing for the very first time, but he sat there slumped over, on the verge of falling back asleep. I pushed him once and then yanked him out. It didn’t count.
We made up for it this morning though. Turns out he’s still a bit too small for the swings so I took off my sweater and used it to prop him into place. He smiled a bunch but I wouldn’t say he was exactly screaming with delight. He’ll eventually get into it, I’m sure.
Mylo's first non-baby swing.
These are the things that make me so excited! Sometimes I get sad that babies grow up so quickly – but then I remember how many fun adventures still wait for us. Mylo looks like he is having a great time in the swing!!