Underneath this smile is fear. Mom put me in a swing all by myself and I started visibly shaking and then crying. After that, Mom put me on Big Sis lap and I was better and even let Mom push us for a little while, but I was still scared. I am very afraid of the swing. I am NOT a fan of the swing, unless my feet can touch the ground while I'm in it.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
I Fear the Swing
Underneath this smile is fear. Mom put me in a swing all by myself and I started visibly shaking and then crying. After that, Mom put me on Big Sis lap and I was better and even let Mom push us for a little while, but I was still scared. I am very afraid of the swing. I am NOT a fan of the swing, unless my feet can touch the ground while I'm in it.
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