I can still remember the THRILL of spinning wildly out of control on the monkey bars. Cherry drops, death drops, double unders . . . I did them all.And now my daughter is experiencing the same joy. I love it! Sure, it comes with it's fair share of bumps & bruises. But I tell ya, there is nothing quite like the exhilaration of letting yourself fall backwards with only your knees and a metal bar to catch your fall, then spinning around and around until you think you're going to puke. You go, girl! Wear that bruise with pride!
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Oh....ouch. Seriously...ouch.
Looks cool and I bet her brothers thought she looked like one tough cookie!
I never did do the monkey bar thing. I didn't like the work of it all. Go figure. She looks just like a scrapper!
Go Emma!
I LOVED monkey bars!! I was trying to explain to my boys what they are/were and how cool we were when we did them. They didn't get it,but thought that they'd definitely be cool. Emma needs to show them how it is done, I am too old to do it myself.
Go Emma, you Monkey!
Ahhh, Cherry bombs! I remember in 1st grade being bussed out to the Central District for school and all the black girls who were soooo good on the bars. I would watch them in awe and try to copy them, but I was too timid to ask them to show me how.
Last year one of Jillian's friends knocked out her front tooth on the bars. Good thing Emma's dad is a dentist!
The true question to you Brooke, is...have you tried the monkey bars in the last several years...just for the heck of it. About 5 years ago, I was at the park with Nathan, and there...underneath a light from heaven, was some monkey bars. It brought back all the warm fuzzy feelings of elementary school. So...on a whim, I decided that I must...just absolutely MUST do a front flip on one of those. Heaven knows how I got myself heaved up there on my belly...but heaved myself up I did. So...in the process of flipping around...something went wrong...I must have had a real slippery shirt on, or I got stuck on one of my fat rolls, but somehow I flipped off of the bar and landed on my belly in the bark chips...in front of a bunch of people with their mouths....wide open.
It is a moment that is forever lodged in my brain. I don't recommend it to anyone. Trent asked me the next day what those bruises were across my ribs that just happened to be in one long straight line. Huh....it's a mystery to me...heh heh
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