Well, we missed March, I'm not sure how that happened. We had a nice Easter break, and life is just peachy up here. Ashley is away at Hume this weekend with the ladies and I'm home with Avery, scary thought. Had Cheetos for dinner last night :)
Not sure if you noticed our little pregnancy tracker in the sidebar below, but we're getting close. Not sure if Avery comprehends that there's a little brother inside there (I barely believe it), but she's always willing to give kisses to little bro. We're still undecided on his name...
And, I (not Avery) got a trampoline for my birthday. I mean, seriously, what kind of Dad would I be buying a 21-month-old a grown up toy? And what 32year-old wouldn't want one (a moped was a close second choice)? And yes, Avery likes it too.
We just zip her in and throw a few fishy crackers every couple hours. (j/k, but she would spend all day in there if we let her)
It's a great wear-out tool at the end of the day. So now I get home, eat dinner, jump on the trampoline with Avery until we're both tired, take a bath, and throw her tired little toosh into bed. Bada-bing. Another excellent appropriation of funds. 
Turns out adults like it too, here's Steve jumping over his wife. Safety comes first here in the Jones household.
... And yes, us larger adults can "bottom out" the trampoline... just another reminder of how old we're getting.
