Donny called out, "Hey, Remy, let's swing!"
Where Donny goes, Remy generally follows.
"Let's play bumper swings."
Because when boys swing, they don't just swing.
They have to figure out how to make it a contact sport.
Of course, being five years apart in age, their sizes so different,
Remy ends up getting hurt, usually.
And Donny usually tries to make him laugh to make things better.
The boys went on a safari with their grandparents yesterday.
My mom took lots of pictures that I hope to share soon.