While in Canada earlier this month I noticed something. Something I had been missing since my kids were born. Something that would make my life much more enjoyable.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
A proper swing.
When I was a kid, all swings had hard seats. Nowadays they are soft so that the seat conforms to your backside and, in my case, pinch. And I'm not that wide. But soft swings are not as fun as the hard ones.
You get much better jumps off of the hard ones.