June 7

We went to the park today.

I could show you a series of happy-baby-in-swing pictures, but instead I'll just show you one:

Is it just me, or does he look like an old man chomping on a cigar?

After a while, I thought he was getting tired of the swing, so I took him out and put him on the edge of the playground so he could explore the grass.

This is what happened next:

(This is Caleb's mode of transportation - the scoot.)

  

That's right - he immediately scooted to the swing and attempted to push it.

Then he saw the swing that he uses. 

Immediately after taking this photo, I set my camera down and put the child in the swing. The look of longing on his face just got to me!