Week three and Stead Park has baby swings. We put them to good use and the wind blows through our hair. I tell them all day they will get to swing and "weeeee". When we get there, Anya is fast asleep, but Rachi holds on tight and laughs as she is pushed into the air. I wonder if a good mommy would let Ani sleep or wake her up for the swing. I pick the waking. So, out of the stroller she comes and into the rubber seat. "I told you weeeee swing and you will get weeee swing," I whisper in her tiny ear. She looks at me with sleepy eyes. Off she goes and when she connects with my hands again, she looks up and twinkles her eyes and squeals with delight. The good mommy picks the swing over sleep, I think.

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