The Games

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The kids made up a game of jumping off the step stool (because I wouldn't let them jump off the couches) and landing on a pile of blankets and pillows and then waiting for a score from the nearest adult.
This one was a 7. She landed on her rear, but didn't do any special tricks or flips. I'll give her credit for her smile, but that's it.
I give Cassidy an 8. Notice her form as she lands. Smiling as well.
Hunter will also recieve an 8. Take into account the amount of air he accquired from this jump. Also notice his arms. Very strong arms. Good smile.
Laynee gets an A++ for keeping Daisy from attacking the jumpers.

(After further review , I have decided to reevaluate my previous scores. I give them all 9.9's and they can share the glory of the win.)

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Jesika said…
Sweet!! I'll have to join the competition when I come!
December 3, 2007 at 8:26 PM
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