Flying on a Swing

Well, Mama went flying in a plane, so Grandma S came to get me. She took me to her house for my first overnight and she thought I should get to fly too, but she didn't have a plane for me, so we did the next best thing. We went to the park! I got to fly on a swing. I even made my first conquest as this cute boy came over and pushed me. I just batted my eyes at him and babbled a bit, but that was OK because he didn't speak much more English than me. Grandma S could talk to him, though, and after a couple times of saying "despacio" it was the ideal trip in the air. Eat your heart out--I'm flying!