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A Boy and His Swing

Since the first day we came home from the hospital, Bean has been in love with his swing.  That first week at our house with Bean was exhausting and if it hadn’t been for that swing, I don’t know if I could have made it through.

And as the months passed, Bean’s love for his swing only deepened.

But Bean is now almost eleven months old.  The kid weighs 20 pounds.  He’s practically shaving.  I think its time to kick the habit.

We have continued using the swing for so long because for a while it was the only way to get Bean to take a nap.  But he has started taking his naps in his crib now.  And when we put him in his swing these days, he sits up and rides it like a ride.

That’s cute and all, but I’m afraid he’s going to face plant any day now.

And besides that, he’s just too darn big.  The swing groans and moans now when you turn it on with Bean in it.  It squeaks and creaks as it moves side to side so much that I have to turn the swing off.  But Bean still doesn’t want to get out.  Instead, he sits in the still swing and rocks himself side to side until he gets it swinging again.

Plus, I have to pull the legs of the swing so far apart now to support this giant child and it just takes up too much room in our tiny living room now.

Naturally, Bean is devastated by the thought of losing his favorite toy.

I’m not thrilled at the idea of taking it down either.  That swing has been in our house since Bean arrived.  If I take it down now, it’ll be like admitting that Bean is…(gulp)…growing up.  And that’s just a terrible reality to face.

But, alas, I think it is time.  It would be awkward to have to set up the swing in Bean’s college dorm room.

So, tonight Chris is going to take down the swing.  And Bean is going to cry.  And I’m going to cry.  And Chris will have to calm us both down with ice cream.

Gosh, I hate growing up.

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