Put Her on the Injured List
So we all know the dangers of trampolines, right? And, yes, we all usually ignore that whole warning from your pediatrician to never buy one. We bought one last summer, and the kids have spent an inordinate amount of time on that thing. Best. Purchase. Ever.
Well, until yesterday when they decided to not zip up the enclosure, play while they were supposed to be cleaning up and Rory went flying right on through the the not-zipped enclosure. She grazed her cheek on the pole on the way out, landed flat on her back, but is just fine. Thank heavens.
Unfortunately (and not because of this incident) we're going to have to sell the trampoline because I'm pretty sure there's not a truck big enough (or a husband with enough patience to box it back up) to move it to Texas. Shhhh, because we haven't told the kids yet.