Sween, Sween, Sween

I must stay clear of the neighborhood park if I want to take the girls for a ride in the stroller.  If we get near the park, the girls start jumping up and down in the stroller and scream "sween, sween, sween" (swing, swing, swing).  The problem is one of the baby swings is broken.  I've gotten away with putting them both in one swing, but the time has come that they now want their own  (can you tell in the pic of Natalie below).  The shoving and pushing has begun.  I was lucky to find another neighborhood park with two baby swings.  Looks like the girls have a new hangout.  Here's a few pics from today:

My favorite thing is her belly button peeking at you

I want my space!!!

It's so much easier now that they will say cheese for the camera.