Hang On With Everything Ya Got!

So today at preschool, I was coming onto the playground to start giving the teachers a quick break so they could escape from the heat and just get away for a few minutes. As I reach the tire swing a teacher that was there said she didn't need to go, but one of the girls said, "No, we like Ms. Chrissie better!" and I'm all beaming and enjoying the feeling from the top of the world. Only to be cruelly cut back down when that comment was followed up with "She's heavier!". So we laughed and I told the teacher to move it so I could maneuver my HEFT and put some muscle into the tire swing. Actually, what the kids love is when I Under-Doggy the thing. Last week, two classes left and I only had 3 kids left on the swing, and I didn't think to use alot less strength, and accidentally got the swing so high, one kid's head almost hit the top bar! So I have to watch how high I send it aloft. Plus, it makes my shoulder hurt if I'm not careful. But today, it was loaded with as many kids as can fit...about 6 or 7.

So I get them swinging nice and high, and then we stopped because they always yell to stop, just so I will have to Under-Doggy them again. Like I don't have them figured them out! It's not my first time on the Preschool Block Missy! Anyway, we took on another rider and off we went. They requested no count down until lift-off so they wouldn't know when the Under-Doggy was coming. So up they go squealing with joy, and about two swings into it, the new kid on the swing yells, "Stop this thing! Stop! Stop!". Now, this kid is a rough & tumble guy, and nobody ever asks in full swing to stop, so I know something is wrong, so I jump in, grab the nearest chain I can get, and go thrashing left, thrashing right, my walkie-talkie flies one way and my sunglasses fly off my head the other, as the poor little boy is slowly melting into the hole in the middle!! I barely got the thing stopped as his little body fell thru the hole. It was quite funny! I had to ask, "What happened?! Why'd you let go?!" to which he indignantly replied, "I didn't let go! My butt let go!!!". That of course cracked me up (hahaha)! We got him back on, and before we Under-Doggied again, I just had to ask, "Does everyone have two hands on the chains? Is everyone's butt hanging on too?!" This was, of course, met with jubilant gales of laughter. Hopefully, I won't be called in for questioning!

This is what I love about 4 yr olds - they SAY what they mean, but they don't always MEAN what they say!!