Sunday, May 29, 2011

There Comes a Time...

when you must accept that further repairs are fruitless and that you must break down, open your wallet, and buy a new trampoline net.  Let me tell you, our trampoline is still in great condition after 4 1/2 years, but our net was not. 

Jon has repaired it in every way he could.

The new biggest hole was plenty big for a wild kid to fly through, and I have some wild kids.


There was a sale.  We finally bought a net, and now the kids can do this without worry:

Trampoline Gladiator Battles






If you have never tried to capture a decent picture of a bunch of cousins involved in a trampoline gladiator battle, you are missing out on an experience.  I really think Dr. Seuss should have written a book about it.  It would have been no more absurd than the reality.

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Brishen's Birthday, Too

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