Waverly was in heaven mozeying around the cabin in her little mini coupe. There were quite a few catfights between the smaller population on who got to actually ride in said mini coupe. Grandpa Fischbeck had a great idea at the cabin to poot a concrete path around the entire perimeter of the cabin for exactly these type of vehicles to cruise around. On the back side of the cabin there is actually quite a steep slope that ends in a hairpin corner known as widowmaker---actually I am making that last part up, but it does come to a pretty sharp turn at the bottom of the hill that is pretty tough for even the older kids to maneuver.
This is how she looked at the beginning. So happy, so carefree. Somehow she managed to boot Parker out and was just Fred Flinstoning around when she thought she should take a dive down the 'widowmaker'
I turned just as the exact moment that she started racing down the summit. I was not so mean as to actually take a picture of her while she cried at the bottom. But this is exactly how the crime scene was found---minus the victim of course!
This gives a better idea of the magnitude and precariousness of her long journey down!
She was NOT wearing her seatbelt, but I think the coupe saved her a huge knot on the head. She cried for only a few moments, but she was left with a little battle wound to prove that the whole thing did in fact happen!
This however was the least of her worries, as her insides were in a turmoil of their own that would unleash itself once we headed on to the camping portion of our family reunion---more on THAT to come.
This is how she looked at the beginning. So happy, so carefree. Somehow she managed to boot Parker out and was just Fred Flinstoning around when she thought she should take a dive down the 'widowmaker'
I turned just as the exact moment that she started racing down the summit. I was not so mean as to actually take a picture of her while she cried at the bottom. But this is exactly how the crime scene was found---minus the victim of course!
This gives a better idea of the magnitude and precariousness of her long journey down!
She was NOT wearing her seatbelt, but I think the coupe saved her a huge knot on the head. She cried for only a few moments, but she was left with a little battle wound to prove that the whole thing did in fact happen!
This however was the least of her worries, as her insides were in a turmoil of their own that would unleash itself once we headed on to the camping portion of our family reunion---more on THAT to come.
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Your story is so much cuter than mine! I love your details!! I can't seem to think that clearly with all that went one. And how sad that Emma is the little one with the long face watching the two love birds drive off in the mini coupe!! I hope it isn't a sign for the future.
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