When ever I hear faint screaming and Jessica is missing, I know right where to find her. She climbs the tree on the right, because she can get up in it by stepping on the sandbox. At first, she only climbed up a little. By the end of the summer she would get up about 3/4's up, and get stuck. She can't climb down. So that meant that I, her mother, would have to climb up after her. Talk about embarrassing I had a whole culdesac of neighbors to laugh about it. |
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