So I was with my kids at the park the other day. They wanted to go on the swings so naturally I got on with my job (one arm per child - push away). After they'd lost interest and ran off I jumped on myself and you know what? They're pretty good fun.
Was going to title this "Swinging is fun" but, well....
Swings were always some of my favorite. When we had one attached to the tree in the front yard I'd try to touch the leaves with my toes. Currently, the only issue stopping me from using a swing is hating going outside and to places