This year, we bought a trampoline for our kids for their birthdays. This is the trampoline today.
True Story. A few weeks ago, we went out of town for the weekend. Upon return, my husband asks, "where's our trampoline?"
"Our trampoline? What do you mean, 'where's our trampoline'?"
Here's our trampoline. In our neighbors yard. Over the fence.
Our little town is known for it's wind gusts. Apparently the wind gusts on this said weekend were some of the strongest we've had. Strong enough to blow our trampoline over the fence into our neighbor's yard.
Happy Birthday kids.
You're growing up in a town living up to its name.
