I was thinking today about all the toys I realllllly really wanted when I was a kid. And I started noticing a theme. JUMPING. I really loved to jump. I remember when I wanted a Pogo Stick SO BAD.
Then there was the Pogo BALL! It looked like a planet. This was even cooler to me than the Pogo Stick.
And how about Skip-It? I lived for this toy. I got a yellow one for my birthday and I felt like I had won the lottery.
Then when I got a little older, I got a trampoline. A BIG TRAMPOLINE! I had officially made it. All of my jumping dreams came true.
And now I am thinking to myself: why was I so obsessed with jumping? What was that about?
And then I remember that I still am kind of obsessed with jumping.
Some things never change.