He and Sammy were sharing a mini-trampoline (against the rules). I was about two seconds from removing Freddie when he fell, kind of backward on a jump, Sammy bounced again and Freddie's head got stuck under the sideboard of the trampoline. I had to push down on the trampoline to get him out, while saying "sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!" in a room full of preschoolers and younger folks (although Leah said I wasn't loud). I got him out and he screamed a little, but after about 10 minutes of cuddle time his trauma was forgotten and he was ready to get back to running, climbing and jumping. It took much longer for my adrenaline rush to subside.
He head looks much worse today. I will try to get another shot while there is daylight.
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That was such an incredibly sad situation. Poor little Freddie. His poor little body was just hanging out on the trampoline (while Sammy still jumped) and we couldn't see his screaming head. And Jess, I really don't even remember you cussing! Maybe because I was thinking it at the same time...
Poor little Freddie.
pooor Freddie! that was not a good situation. :( is it getting better?
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