You're only getting one photo of me because the mister seems to be much more aerially inclined than I. Actually, I got some "sweet air" on so many of them doing random jumps from cheerleading growing up (groan... I know, right?) but man... those faces! I couldn't make a decent face to save my life. And truth be told: all emphasis was on my hair. It was like I was headbanging at a hard rock concert or something. But check out Mike's moves! And those faces! Love him! He never ceases to cheer me up.
This was the product of an uneventful day/night. Bored with nothing better to do so we just started jumping around! It's a fantastic cure-all! Give it a shot xo
