Up into heaven.

I can’t remember how it all started. But I think it was once when I was pushing Abbe’s big brother on the swing, I said “How much of a push do you want exactly? All the way to heaven?”

Since then, Abbe always shouts the same thing when we head for the swing.
– Ump! Him-im! Ump! Him-im!
– Up into heaven?
– Yaaaaaa!