My parents still have our child hood trampoline that my brothers and I played with for hours and hours on end. Where I learned to do front flips and cheerleader jumps. The same one on which I knocked my front tooth loose when I was about 4 and it ended up falling out. I had to wear a retainer with a little bitty front tooth attached until my real front tooth grew back about 2 years later.
With all those glorious memories, who am I to deny my sons that same fun, minus the tooth loss and under watchful eye of course.
Little H was slightly nervous at first, but then he went at it full force, fanny flops and all.
Let’s not forget that lovely static cling that happens when jumping, which ultimately results in getting shocked.
The only down fall to the trampoline in my opinion. I just hate being shocked which means I always get shocked.
Though it does make some cute hair pictures.
What’s your favorite trampoline story?
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