The last couple of days M has discovered spinning in a circle. He does it consistently all over the house smiling and laughing the whole time. In honor of his great new fun past time I thought I'd include another favorite poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!
Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
Rivers and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside—
Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown—
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!
May this poem remind you of the utter joy and abandon that swinging (or spinning in circles) brings to anyone who takes the time to enjoy the activity.
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