Thursday, February 4, 2010

Bouncing!

My family loves to go to Jumpstreet. It is an indoor trampoline park and it is SO fun. Why didn't they have places like this when I was young? So, we have been taking Reagan a few times a week to burn some energy before dinner and bedtime. (Although I think Daddy is starting to like it more than Reagan.) As soon as we get there Reagan flings her shoes off (we actually lost a pair of pink crocs there last Monday!) and takes off running full speed to either the big crocodile slide or the small trampoline area.
Then Daddy climbs up and starts warming up.

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After the warm up he starts bustin' some moves.


And occasionally Reagan will catch one of these moves
out of the corner of her eye.




She is so proud, she loves her daddy and gives him a standing ovation with a handful of applause.





Then she decides it was no big deal and goes in for a flip of her own. (It usually ends up looking like a cross between a somersault and a cartwheel, but impressive none the less.)



And by the time we are ready to go, this is what everyone looks like. Well, everyone except me and Piper who have been just sitting in the chair and drinking formula for an hour.









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