and a hammock.
Flash-back of some 30 years.
My uncle Meng used to swing us in a make-shift hammock using a towel and I remember being so thrilled. However, when he played it with Kiki, I find myself saying:"this one is heavy" (meaning, be careful! she's my baby!) Well, I guess I am finally feeling motherly. Ha Ha! Mothers worry you know!
I don't know if Kiki enjoyed the swing or was too thrilled she didn't know what to make of it. She naturally held on to the sides for her dear life. For sure she wasn't afraid cos she didn't cry but neither did she squeal in delight. I think she was still figuring out what was happening and is somewhat amused.
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