BUT every now and again, the little misters and I get a little crazy and take the couch apart. The cushions come off and the room becomes a wall to wall jumping palace. With plenty of energy to burn, jumping and tumbling seems like the funnest way to spend our afternoons.
When I was a kid, I remember how my sisters and I would spend whole weekends building forts with the couch cushions, lots of clothes pins and the endless supply of blankets a family of six can accumulate. On this particular day after the jumping had settled down, we built a small castle to dream the rest of the night away.
Have you made any big messes lately?