Inside nets designed to keep children inside, fun comes out. They jump and bounce and grin more than they have in ages. I smile and watch and think about how there were no nets when I was their age. I fell off more than one trampoline. None of which belonged to my family. I was, of course, convinced I was going to die. Just ask my brother or sister. Our mother ended every sentence (every sentence to tell us no) with, "...and you'll die."
My little ones jump safely though. There might be an occasional collision of heads but nothing too serious thank goodness. No, really. I am so thankful for the nets that keep my little ones safe. Sometimes, I wish I had a safety net. Then, I remember I have J.
