I am not referring to the little boy in the photo.
So what in the heck am I referring to?
The swing.
That is the gift that my mother-in-law got for us when we had…STORMY.
You know…the same Stormy that is going to be 7 in February.
This swing has been through Stormy, Connor, and Sage, and numerous day care babies.
It doesn’t work quite right, even with brand new batteries in it. I think the gears or the swing motor are just…tired of working!
But for now…when I am working on the computer during naptime…my sweet boy can swing next to me (as long as I am pushing it lightly with my foot).
That is a picture of Connor in it
And one of Sage (she had outgrown it a bit don’tcha think?).
Poor swing...at least it's hanging in there for one last Peterson!!
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