Did you worry for me when you read last blog? I got a bit emotional when I was writing about the subject, I admit it, but maybe I exaggerated slightly...and I wouldn't want you to worry for me without a reason! Anyway, one thing replaces another (see, I'm getting philosophical about things) and so I'd like to introduce you to my latest passion. The swing! I had tried the swing with my parents many times in the past, but I'd never liked it so they were reluctant to let me try it alone. But few weeks ago they gave it a try, and as with the kangaroo-bag it was love at first try! I laughed, I giggled, I snorted, I chuckled, I sniggered and I didn't want to leave the swing at all! Since then, we go to the playground at least 2 times a day and I get to swing all I like. Actually I get all excited when we start to see the playground and sometimes I cry when we leave it. But it's also nice to see the other children playing in the playground and sometimes I steel smiles and compliments from the other mum's that are there. So the good side about beeing too big for the kangaroo-bag is that I'm big enough for the swing.
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Swinging is one of the sweetest movements of life ... it could be from one thought to the next or just what happens when you are making your mind flying freely without any restrictionbeyon any limit.
I'm sometimes feeling like a bird, like Jonathan the seagull who is taking lessons to fly trying to reach the perfection on this art.
From the kangaroo pocket to the swing is a big step forward: from a completely protected position to a full open air one ...
looking already forward for the next step
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