Chop 'er Down

One of Ashley and my favorite games growing up was one my dad called Chop 'er Down. I'm sure it was one of those games that was already our favorite game before my mom was able to find out about it. This game, as with other games we played growing up, revolved around the use of two giant brown pillows that came from our hideous brown couch we ended up selling to a blind woman sans pillows. Basically, my sister and I would jump up and down on my parents bed while avoiding the pillow axe my father was swinging back and forth at ankle level.
Of course our favorite part was when we actually got "chopped down," which meant our legs flying out from under us, and sometimes our whole body getting flipped upside down. Most landings ended softly on the bed, but occasionally we would tumble off onto the floor. It was only when we got tall enough that we fell off the bed and ran into various bedroom furniture consistently that my mom was able to convince the rest of us that the game may be past its prime.