"How can that be?" you ask. Let me tell you.
Yesterday, when the family came home and the little boy who owns the trampoline came outside, there was a line of kids waiting outside the fence. It looked like a returns line at Wal-Mart the day after Christmas. This time, Daddy came out and informed the neighborhood kids that there would be no trampoline jumping. Since then...an eerie calm hangs over the yard.
I have no life. I should be exercising.
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| I feel like Gladys Kravitz on Bewitched! |
6 comments:
Maybe they'll let YOU jump on the trampoline?
Now that provokes a hearty laugh. Being that I am somewhat robotic, with a titanium rod in my back and screws in my knees, it would be rather comical to see what would happen on a trampoline. I would jump up and come down in body parts raining all over the trampoline. What a hoot! Think I'll just people-watch. At least it provides food for thought.
I'm sure the kids were all very disappointed. The dad was smart. No one needs that kind of liability.
You should be exercising? How about a trampoline?
I love going down kid's slides in the park. I get some strange looks but what the heck who cares?
Enjoy the week-end.
Yvonne.
We are considering getting a trampoline for our house but fortunately we live out in the country so there wouldn't be a line waiting....I hope! lol
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