Camden was playing flag football at the park across from your house when you came over to see Grammy and me.  I picked you up and gave you a kiss, but then spontaneously decided to add new zip to my Ainsley greeting.

Putting you down and holding you under the arms, my hands around your waist, I started spinning around.  You were facing outward, away from me.  As I moved, your feet and legs gradually straightened as your body leaned back.  Soon you became a carnival ride girl, flying through the air, your body spinning faster and faster.

I periodically checked in to ask you:

am I going too fast? do you want me to slow down?

You instantly replied:

No! no! keep going!

After 10 or so circle spin-arounds, I slowed down and stopped, placing you back on the grass.  I was dizzy from the revolutions that had started slow but then increased in pace.

Not enough time had passed for my recovery (or yours probably), but you were right back at me:

Again, again! Do it again Papa!

We repeated the process, but this time I pushed myself harder, spinning you faster than the first time.  You loved it and weren’t afraid in the least.

Soon Lucy, your friend, came over and another little girl.  They had been watching the carnival ride and wanted in on the action.  I spun them around, but all the while you were barking at me:

It’s my turn! Spin me around now!

We repeated the process, your third go-round.  Then your two friends again, with you wanting more the whole time they were stealing your thunder.

After two more spin around sessions for you and another one for your two friends I was one dizzy Papa, desperately seeking a world that wasn’t in motion.  Despite my protests, you kept at me:

One more time papa, one more time!

I rallied for one more go round so you would get last “raps,” but that was it.  I had had enough.

But you hadn’t.

The following week, back at the same spot, you remembered the adventure and soon implored me to repeat the fun.  We did. As far as you were concerned, it could have lasted forever!

Ainsley, you are a crazy whirly-bird spin-round girl!