Sometimes the ceiling shakes and when it does, we know this is what’s happening– Lila and Oliver are climbing the bunk bed ladder and jumping off the top bunk. Of course they are.
It doesn’t matter that Oliver’s ceiling fan is directly in their path, I’m pretty sure they’re aiming for it. I tell them the same thing every time they start these ridiculous jump fests: “I don’t like this game. If you get hurt, I’m going to laugh.”
Poor parenting? Or brilliant? Or something completely different? Don’t answer.