Without so much as checking with me first, Shannon assembled our trampoline in an apparent attempt to thin the herd. So the boys have been bouncing away for hours on end, flirting with disaster with each rebound. They jump and bounce and collide and fall, giggling like boys do when they're in mortal danger.
We haven't had any bloody noses or broken arms yet, but I feel like it's just a matter of time.
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