My swing

I love to swing. Whenever mama or dada takes me outside I tell them I want to swing. Sometimes they don't understand and I have to cry and scream until they get it. (They can be so slow sometimes.) If they take me outside without letting me swing it just ruins my whole day. Zig always comes over to see me when I swing. She walks in front of me and then I run into her with the swing.

In this picture I am happily singing as I swing. My favorite song right now is doh-doh-doh-doh.

Love, Elijah