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Pippi has infected our home with a love of jumping rope.  Nonnie even bought her and Dash new kid jump ropes to keep their jumping alive.  Today, I was trying to get a few things done, so I submitted a challenge.  If Scout, Navy, Dash or Pippi could jump rope 100, 90, 80 or 15 times in a row at 7:00 on the dot…they won 5 euros for Europe.
Scout conceded an hour before.
Navy got about half way.
Dash did great, but tripped up around 20.
Pippi dominated, and made a first low-ball goal, but didn’t make the competition goal.
Then I tried — and got to around 65.
All of this jumping rope got Scout going.  He was laughing at everyone who was choking…and said, “Fine!  I want a chance!”  We handed over the rope, and the cocky kid started…1…2…3…4..that was it!!!  We laughed so hard at him, and he said, “It was my jeans!  They tripped me up..I am taking the off!”  So right there and then, he disrobed to his boxers.  And in his boxers, with new found vigor he started…1…2…TRIP!!!
It was the best!!
Especially when Pippi said, “Move over Scout…I can do more than you!”