Jumping=fun

Last Monday night we were making cookies, but Max saw the kids next door jumping on the trampoline and he really, REALLY wanted to jump. He first wanted to go "side" or outside and so we let him go, then he ran to the edge of the fence and was peeking between the two fences to see them jump. For the next 1o minutes he would go back and forth and would come and say jump "peese, peese" and would run back out the door like he was going to miss something. So, finally (at 7:30) Clu decided that we would take him jumping (no, the cookies weren't done, we just put the dough in the fridge) and off we went. The jumping place wasn't far from our house and Max was free! He LOVED it and for days after kept saying "jumping...fun".