A few days ago I got stuck in a baby swing. I would probably still be there now if one of my friends and my sister, Kirsten, hadn't come to the rescue. They had a bit of difficulty getting me out though. My friend grabbed my arms, and Kirsten tipped the swing to try and dump me out of it, but my feet got stuck. My friend couldn't hang on to me forever and almost dropped me. She was laughing; I was too; but I was also rather scared. Being dropped backwards into cold, wet sand, while my feet were still suspended three feet in the air did not sound exactly fun or comfortable. Eventually Kirsten took off my shoes, and I was able to slip out of the swing.
What was I doing in a babyswing?.....good question.
Yo, Jumbo! Wassup?
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I'd still like to know What on Earth you were doing in that swing! Silly, silly JS.
Does JS stand for Jumbo Shrimp or Just Silly? :P
~Kiwi~
*is singularly amused* I knew you'd make a delightful blog writer....
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Ha ha, this blog is going to be funny! :P Yes, what exactly WERE you doing in a baby swing? :P
ReplyDeleteI'm curious about the baby swing too!
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