Just a Swingin'

Yes, I am old enough to remember that obnoxious song released in the early 80s about a redneck crooner who enjoys sitting in a swing with his beloved, Charlotte.

Not one of the great epic songs of the 80s, but as I type these words, I cannot help but hear that haunting melody echo through the recesses of my mind. This is my way of sharing my joy (agony) with you. And yes, you ARE welcome

Seriously -- Caroline and I spent some time outside yesterday afternoon. It was lots of fun. She is obviously enamored with her new swing set. And, I'm glad we made the investment.


Need further proof?

I didn't think so. This girl loves her swingset!

Today? We were supposed to go to a ladies tea (OUTSIDE) at a friend's house from church. It's raining, blowing, and (did I fail to mention?) Caroline woke up in the middle of the night with a fever.

We're staying home. Dreaming of swinging.