No more standing at the playground pushing a child back and forth and back and forth and higher, Mommy!! for an eternity.
Nope. That's all over. Now I can go sit down on the bench and watch the ants go marching by.
I'm excited about this. Anything that allows me to be momentarily lazy is OK with me. I'm know that in a few years I will be sad, thinking and longing for those days of playing with my little kids and pushing them on a swing.
But until then, I'm tired and really want to sit down.
Good job, Phoebe!
