First of all, he didn't want to get it in the first place.
He thought it was a waste of money, that the kids wouldn't play with it, that it would just sit there unused, etc.
Second of all, he had to put it together.
That required the better part of a Sunday afternoon. And even though he got to use tools and walk around with his shirt off, he still had to build something that he didn't even want in the first place on a day he should have been relaxing.
And finally, he hated how it looked in the backyard.
He thought it looked tacky and thought if we had to have one, it would look better in the side yard.
But I wanted it in the backyard under our old and only trees. The trees would provide shade, the trampoline would be right beside our play set and I would be able to see the kids playing from the kitchen and the family room.
So under the old trees it went. Because usually, my husband lets me have what I want.
Dan continued to complain about how ugly it was and I continued to enjoy watching the kids and their friends playing from the comfort of my kitchen.
We've been praying for rain. It's been a long, hot, dry summer. And the expensive grass that we planted in the fall is not doing well at all.
We finally got two nights of storms with lots and lots of rain.
Hallelujah! Our prayers have been answered.
Hmmmmm. Apparently, my husband was praying for something else.