A little history on my relationships with trampolines: The greatest Christmas I remember as a child was when I was in third grade. My parents bought me a trampoline that year. We had it for many, many years. Of course back then, there was no padding or enclosures and yet somehow no one ever got hurt. But when I was in middle school, my older brothers (and if I remember correctly, John as well) threw a party when my parents were out of town and had way to many people on it at one time. The mat completely broke away from all the springs, so needless to say the trampoline was gone. A few years later, when my brothers no longer lived at home, my parents bought me another trampoline. This one actually had padding:) But one Thanksgiving while everyone was visiting, John decided to try a back flip and fell off - my dad promptly said "DONE" and gave the trampoline away.
So in my mind, John has owed me a trampoline for quite some time:) And he paid the debt today! We are now the proud owners of a trampoline!! It did come with padding and we will be buying the enclosure shortly. I can't wait till summer next year when we can get the water sprinkler underneath it and coat the top with dish soap.......seriously, how did none of us get hurt as children???:)
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