In the garden on the swing

That's me on my first birthday.

I tried to re-enact this version, but couldn't find an appropriate swing, not to mention the hat.

Instead, I will be unpacking my Mom's present which arrived about six weeks ago and had been banned to Rolf's office so I wouldn't have to look at it all the time. I actually forgot it was there for a while. Good thing I haven't reached the age yet where one doesn't remember at all...