Ode to Trampoline.

The boys love jumping on the trampoline.  They also love it if adults jump with them.  Supposedly we weigh more and make them go higher.

G especially loves being "sended" or "skyrocketed".

A few nights ago, Boyd was jumping on the trampoline by himself.  I joined him.  I am used to COMMANDING the bounce since I only participate when begged, pleaded and/or bribed by the children.

I found myself squealing like a girl . . . .  I also found myself saying:  "Not so high!  My knees are going to give out!"  Oh dear . . when did I get so feeble?!

The weather has been gorgeous finally.   Another silver lining of SoDak:  The sunsets.