Childhood magic

The sun has shone!  Finally.  After a seemingly eternal, gray winter the sun was out today and we broke 70.  To celebrate we packed a McDonald's dinner and headed to the park with our cousins.  There wasn't much eating happening but, thanks to Daddy Pettet (who can do the best underdog in the whole world) there was a lot of swinging. Every swing was full with a hiney and every face was full with a smile.  Not your everyday pose for the camera smile but a huge, this-is-as-good-as-life-gets-for-a-kid smile.  Swinging is truly one of the most magical childhood past times.   I still swing sometimes, but it's not the same.  I hope my girls have years of the aforementioned swinging left in their lives.  They deserve that kind of magic.  Daddy and I deserve those kinds of smiles.