How do you like to go up in a swing?

When I was little my mom used to sing to us when she would push us on a swing. The song she always sang was based on a poem by Robert Louis Stevenson called "The Swing". When I took these pictures of Ben, I couldn't help but sing the song to him also...

"How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!"

"Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
River and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside--"

"Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown--
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!"