The kid hangs. On anything she can. Oven handles, public bathroom sinks, my pants pockets… Hang and swing, swing and hang.
So it shouldn’t have come as a surprise when she started doing this on the trampoline:
She’s about ready to flip herself around, and when she figures that out, I have a feeling she’ll never stop.
In case you’re curious, ten pounds of wrist and ankle weights work very well to keep the trampoline grounded.