I fought the swing and it won

Jamison came home from preschool on Thursday looking like a cat beat him up.  But no he tried to jump out of the swing before it came to a complete stop. He face planted in the gravel underneath it.  He was hamming it up when I was taking pictures that night.  Looks like a little angel here and we so know that isn’t true.  We already had to call Santa once.  I also was ready to give him away a couple nights ago.  I know it is the nights he doesn’t have a nap but I have one so my patience shouldn’t be that short.  One thing I will be working on next year.