Naina seems to find it hilarious. She slept on it, ate on it, and had a good time on it. I can't put all these photos up to contextualise the size of it, but here's an example of it.
The leg room here's as good as the plane...
Dad actually penned (? performs?) a song of his own writing for Naina about a swing. Whenever she hears it - even over the phone apparently, she starts jumping up and down.
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