My dad was the best at pushing us on the swings. Our
favorite ever was the “underdog.” This is where dad would grab the seat of the
swing, and push us in front of him as he ran forward and up, and went all the
way under the swing. He let go just when we were at the highest point. We
always got super high with the underdog, and we begged for it every time we
went to the park.
