Tuesday, 5 May 2015

The delicate art of trampolining: stage one


When I was triplet-sitting over the week-end (see last post), all their cousins came over to tea. Here are the youngest two trying to master the trampoline. The heartless laughter comes from Daddy...
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  1. Maggie May5 May 2015 at 16:17

    When I saw the title of your post, I thought it was going to be you! Thank goodness it was just those two delightful children. I bet you were tempted thought?

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  2. Teresa Ashby5 May 2015 at 17:40

    How lovely! Great to zip them in and leave them to it xx

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    1. Frances Garrood6 May 2015 at 13:52

      There's a whopping great gap in the net, Teresa, so we have to stand there to block the entrance.

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  3. ADRIAN5 May 2015 at 17:55

    I could never master the art either.

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    1. Frances Garrood6 May 2015 at 13:53

      Adrian, you just bounce up and down at your own pace. It's quite simple!

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  4. Cro Magnon6 May 2015 at 05:06

    Never having been on one myself, I reckon they were doing quite well.

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    1. Frances Garrood6 May 2015 at 13:53

      The baby wasn't doing that well, but he was laughing, so it didn't really matter.

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  5. Wendy's Writing6 May 2015 at 07:21

    When I first met my husband eight years ago, my stepson was seven and had a huge trampoline in the garden. We spent hours on it. He teases me about it now he's fifteen.

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    1. Frances Garrood6 May 2015 at 13:54

      It's great exercise. I'd love one, but we haven't got room.

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  6. Patsy6 May 2015 at 14:35

    As long as they're having fun they're getting it sort of right.

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