As some of you know, Bree playing raquetball means 911 is on my speed dial. If she’s not being hit by the ball or hitting herself in the head with the raquet, then she’s whining that she’s too hot and spilling water on herself and her phone.
Why am I telling you this? I discovered here in our little vacation cabin, EVERYWHERE is a raquetball court for Bree. We have been here one day and so far she’s: tripped 3x’s, hit her head on the lamp, fallen out of the chair 2x’s, and got stuck in a bramble bush.
Hopefully I don’t have to call 911 today, but it’s on my speed dial just in case. Lol
Be good or else,