We got to the festival, but they were still setting up so I asked Mommy to swing with me. I challenged her and bet I could swing higher, but she declined saying she knew I could and wouldn’t try. Party pooper! Still, I swung as high as I could get. If I swung any higher, I’d probably loop all the way around. It was so fun! I thought it would be cool if the swings were closer to the water so we could glide over it. Maybe not so much at night though.
But maybe I shouldn’t have done all of that immediately after breakfast. I almost fell off the swing trying to stop so abruptly. My stomach rolled so fast, I thought for sure I was going to hurl right there on the beach.
I called out for Mommy and pretty sure I sounded like a whiny baby, but I didn’t care. I wanted to go home. We left, and she told me to lie down. So much for our family fun day.
