Those kids are on my trampoline!

Dream: I went outside, to the front yard. It was a dark, wet, chill autumn evening. There was a green tarpaulin covering the big round trampoline and it was all wet with puddles formed onto it. Then I saw three boys jumping on it and fooling around. I climbed on it and asked them something. Then I was ready to wrestle with one of the boys, he kicked me and I asked the bigger one "How old is he?" and he told me that he was nine years old. Then I asked "Why do nine-year olds always kick...?"

Analysis: The trampoline is still there, but no tarpaulin canvas on it. I was planning to do that, though, so that's most likely where these thoughts came from.