When I let Barlow into the backyard this morning, this is what welcomed me.
You can see where there is a trampoline in there somewhere...
At first I was sick to my stomach; then I realized it didn't hit the kids' swingset
Or the house.
Missed it by a hair. I'll take replacing the cheapest thing in our backyard. Sweet Avery told Braden, "We can use the money from our piggy bank to fix the trampoline!"