
Do you remember being little?
If you were lucky enough to have a childhood like mine, it was awesome.
I got to be a kid.
I have great parents who were involved in my life and made it wonderful.
I have the best brothers and sisters and we actually love each other.
We weren't/aren't perfect...But we love each other.
I think my childhood was so wonderful because I felt loved.
It's easy to get lost when you're one of seven kids.
But I wasn't lost.
My dad came home tired from work and played basketball in the driveway with me.
I got to go to work with him.
We would sing songs in the truck and stop and get a soda and I got to help him on the job.
I know I wasn't that much help.
My mom taught me to sew scrunchees and let me play volleyball in our entryway! (Yep, inside the house! I set that ball off the walls so much I don't know how they didn't fall down.)
My dad could do flips on the trampoline.
My mom wet her pants while jumping (Sorry mom!)
But she jumped! She jumps with my kids now...once in a while!
Today I went out and jumped with my kids. Twice.
It was fun.
I flipped.I flipped them.
They thought it was cool!
Ty said he loves me.
He always tells me he loves me...but jumping with him sure did help!
He couldn't keep it in.
I did ten cartwheels in a row at Ridge's request.
He did five.
We got dizzy and laughed.
I taught the boys some tricks on the trampoline.
They couldn't get enough.
What a great day!
