You know how everyone at some point in their life has to learn why you don't walk right in front of a grown person on a swing while they are at the top of their backswing and have no earthly means of stopping or slowing or swerving to avoid hitting you in the forehead an knocking you to the ground?

Jessica learned that lesson today.

UPDATE: The grown person on the swing was not me. Nor Dana. Nor anyone we know.