Whirlwind is a bit of a dare devil. She likes to ride her bike really fast, climb really high and jump off of high things.
But, she is also scared shitless of dogs. And yells at me when I wash her hair.
She loves, loves, loves the baby swings at the park. Mostly, because I wind her all up and then let her fly. She flings and flails all over. And laughs like crazy. She just loves, loves, loves it.
But, there is a rule.
I always have to remind her that, “We can’t do it when other kids are on the swings…. because not everyone’s Mommy let’s them swing like this.”
She answered with a big smile, “But not my Mommy.. My Mommy’s Cra-zy!”