Just a swingin'.

Eliot is not as thrilled with his swing as I thought he would be: while it does elicit the smiles from him on the first few trips back and forth, he tires of it much more quickly than I had imagined he would. I guess I was hoping it would be this great fun game to occupy him while I sat on the porch with him and worked (ahem, blogged, check email, etc.). But not so much.






But how can I be disappointed looking at this face? Oh, those eyes! Those pensive, big blue eyes just break my heart. This kid has me wrapped around his little finger. *sigh*