Wednesday, March 1, 2006

Jump Rope Club

Ever hear the Pointer Sisters version of Jump For My Love? Jump in and feel my touch. Jump you want to taste my kisses in the night then Jump, jump for my love. Jump, I know my heart can make you ...JUMP! Feel my love. . .JUMP. Sing it, sista.
Went to Brooke's Jump Rope Club performance at the elementary school last night. One word--WOW! There were what seemed like hundreds of children in the gym flinging around plastic jump-ropes like there was no tomorrow. I kept my glasses on for eye protection when I noticed a gentleman with a paramedic jacket on sitting across the way. I think everyone made it out alive. . .though some burned more calories than others. My little Brooke is in the "Bunny" group. . .as opposed to the Kangaroos, Skippers, etc. She was definitely the best jumper out there. Yep, I taught her all I know. I have to admit that it's been a while since I double-dutched. Jump-roping has to be one of the top 5 playground sports around. . .followed closely by 4-square, tether ball, butt-ball (a Stoddard Stars favorite), and of course the famous spinning tire. Maybe I'll have to go out and buy myself a new jump-rope and some protective goggles.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

If you get a new jump rope, just keep the monkey at arms length of the rope. It is a well-known fact that monkeys and ropes do not go well together. The last thing we need is for the monkey to get caught in the rope.

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