Trampolines and Broken Bones

Last Summer the springs on our tramp started taking flight, literally. The kids would jump and a spring would suddenly be launched into the air and the then three year old would come running into the house to tell me which spring, how far, and who dun it! It had gotten to the point that the kids would still jump but the other half of the tramp was a slide and if you hit it just right while jumping, you could really go down the slide_____fast!!! I figured it would be safer to buy a new mat for the tramp. I got on the computer Monday afternoon and found the tramp we needed and ordered it. The nice man that I talked to said " alright, well, thank you Mam your new mat will be there on Wednesday." WOW, what service!!!

First thing Wednesday morning the FedEx guy shows up with the new tramp mat and 20 minutes later I have it on. I had a very pleasant day yesterday, when the kids were here they spent their time jumping and playing outside, but they were particularly excited about the fact that they could now sleep outside for the rest of the summer.

11:00 PM finally the kids are all tucked in. Chance is in the house, he fell asleep on the couch and I was worried if I put him on the tramp he might wake up in the middle of the night confused. Oaklee layed down on the tramp for 3 minutes and then popped her head up and said

"I sleep my bed" So Braden, Caib and Aubree were left on the tramp. I took Oaklee in and was laying in bed with her. She was just about to sleep when the back door comes flying open and Braden comes running into Oaklee's room with Caib on his tail.

"What in THE HECK is going on!!" Says I

I'm not going to even attempt to tell you what the boys yelled (and YES Oaklee woke up, grrrr)

But apparently Caib was mad at Braden because he kept sliding into him. Caib thought Braden was intentionally touching him and kicked him, at some point Braden accidentally kneed Caib in the nose and his nose was bleeding, and apparently Caib at some point slugged Braden in the hip. (BOYS!! sigh)

Roger got out of bed and we sent the boys down to there own beds where they spent the night.

You Know, I think the boys don't realize that they have grown A LOT!!! this last year. But they knew it when they went down to bed. They were also reminded that they were sleeping on a trampoline and, HELLO it sinks to the middle. (again sigh)

Poor Aubree, I went out and asked her if she wanted to come in or sleep outside alone. amidst a few tears and some comforting thoughts such as "Mom, I won't be all alone Molly is still out here. " Good ol' Molly. So problem solved, Aubree spent the night outside on the tramp alone...I mean with Molly, She was out there some where. Under the porch I think.

In the morning we got up got ready for and went to the dentist in Richfield. Everyone of us but Roger had a checkup and cleaning. 5 out of 6 were cavity free!!!!WOOOOHOOOO!!! But Caib spent the morning protecting his swollen left hand. At some point last night he had hurt it. I kept looking at it suspiciously and with an uneasy motherly intuitiveness. As I did so, I decided to call the clinic. They told me to bring him in. So home we went from Richfield and dentist appointments and Orthodontist appointments to the clinic.

Where they told us that yes his hand was broken and asked, "Who did you hit" I had Braden with me at the clinic and I don't think you'll see a more sheepish look then the P.A. and I did on those two boys faces. She proceeded to tell Caib that the only way he could have broken that bone the way he did was to ball up his fist and punch.

(SIGH sigh sigh)

Maybe we shouldn't have gotten the tramp fixed. They're soo dangerous!!

He gets his cast Monday.