My husband and I had a jumping contest (because we’re THAT cool). AND, because we’re both stubborn and biased towards our own jumping styles, we each think that it is indeed our own self that has the sweetest moves (I’m not really biased, I just KNOW I have the sweetest moves). So, I decided I would let you guys be the judge. Who’s the prime jumper in this marriage?
-The Hopping Kelley