Apparently there’s been a trampoline in the attic of
the barn next door for 14 years and Nolan, 16, wanted to get it out so he could
learn some tricks on it, and Lynda, his mom, wasn’t into having a trampoline and
thought he should talk with his dad about it, although his dad’s wife
apparently wasn’t into it either, but then Nolan brought the trampoline out
himself before mom and dad could talk, so it’s done, at her house, and there’s
no net around it, and Lynda and I had that talk about the insurance guy who
told me he looked for “pitbulls and trampolines,” but really, the horror part
of this is my childhood, when I made the trampoline go down the farthest in gym
class, and other kids would comment, so when I can, I like to try to get back on
the horse, so to speak, and I might. I might. I mean, it’s right there.
I was waiting for tragedy...
ReplyDeleteYou HAVE to. And do some tricks. And I'm one of those mothers who was terrified of trampolines and broken necks.
ReplyDeleteI hated trampoline weeks at school. We had one for a while, the kids loved it. I went on it once.
ReplyDeleteYes, go on it.
Yes, I was with Sally on this. Thought Nolan was going to crash right out of the barn attic! (You are my hero, by the way, if you are brave enough to trampoline.)
ReplyDeleteWe never had a trampoline when I was a kid. Now I would make it go down the most, so can't use it, even though there is one at Charlie's and we're visiting her this weekend. Sigh. You should definitely bounce on it.
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