The weather is finally nice enough that we can start living outside. Hallelujah. Our poor trampoline is mat-less at the moment, although a new mat is making it’s way to us. The kids are waiting with anticipation.
In the meantime, Brooklyn is using the heavy tramp frame as a jungle gym, and practicing her gymnastics moves. Robb and I think she is so beautiful and graceful, with her pointed toes and her straight lines. Brooklyn recently decided she wanted to learn to do the splits. I think she was inspired by (cousin) Micah, who was very, very close to the splits before her recent double-foot surgery. Brooklyn has a long way to go still.
My kids are fortunate to have such a hands-on and involved father. I like to congratulate myself regularly on what a good husband-picker I am. Robb, as usual, jumped right in, in his self-deprecating way, and joined Brooklyn with her gymnastics. He illustrated her relative grace quite well, don’t you think?