When the grand children come over, or sleep over, it can sometimes become a FREE FOR ALL.
They start off pretty quiet.
Come on don’t they seem so sweet. Just lying down in each others arms.
How wonderful are these two sibling…
Then the moment happens.
Christian, or should I say Batman, does not really want things quiet. I could sense that he was about to get things a rolling.
Now Sophie is not an innocent bystander.
Don’t let her angelic appearance fool you. She is another whipper snapper. If you really want to know the truth she is the instigator…but don’t tell her I said that.
Within a split second, or split Christian, the two darlings become the two whipper snappers.
They quickly turn my living room couch into an instrument of fun. The funny think is my children would not, could not, dare not ever use my couch for their pleasure. But for some reason what seemed so important to me 30 years ago is now merely a thing that I happened to own, and why should these children not get a little pleasure. So what if they turned my couch into a living room trampoline. So What!
Now here is a little clip of the trampoline couch and as long as they did not get hurt I loved being the bystander enjoying their show. That is what Grandma’s are for.