The quest for different always leads me new places. This year as a after-Christmas family activity, I booked a trampoline park, Sky High, where the floors and walls are covered with trampolines.
What I have found in real life is true in the trampoline world too. My rear-end is the heaviest part of my body. I tried and tried to jump, sit, stand in that order.
We played dodge ball. The Bug was vicious. You never would have guessed that I am one of his favorite people. The Worm wiggled and jumped. The Mouse still on the mend slept through most of it. And I finally did accomplish my tri-feat — jumping, sitting, and miraculously, standing all in one feat.
Hot Wheelz still has it as he ran around the room on the sides of the wall parallel to the floor. The GAP still has it, legs stretched out in front of her touching her toes. Coco still has it, dressed to kill, wearing a chic scarf around her neck donning her new haircut. Her motto, “It’s better to look good than jump high.”
Cheezy couldn’t join in the fun, because he broke his toe on Christmas eve trying to jump over the coffee table in the family room chasing after the Bug. Needless to say, no trampoline there.
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