And NOT going to bed for Clara but instead sitting on the island and while eating an apple and apple sauce.
So spoiled!
Ode to our tire swing all tied up and red,
We love to sit on you all day and before bed.
Although we prefer to be on it without each other,
We will tolerate it with help from our mother.
So dear tire swing, please don't let us fall
It is not something we can replace at the mall!
Ode to our tire swing that keeps mommy sane,
We will play with you always as long as it doesn't rain!