Lea Anna's Rock Climbing Adventure

I have tried but I didn't make it through the summer without the obligatory E.R. visit. It was Little Miss Priss this time, who has a bad habit of climbing the rock facade outside our apartments. We have caught her in the act and have stopped her numerous times. Her adventure last night didn't go so well. Telling Gary she was going inside to get a drink, she ducked around the corner and made it half way up the wall before - clunk! So anyway, after much screaming and blood gushing out of her head, a trip the the local ER, another trip by ambulance (which she liked by the way, especially since she flashed those baby blues and got a dollar off one of the ambulance drivers) to Vanderbilt Children's E.R., and a nights worth of observation and two MRIs later, she ended up with a mild concussion and steri-tape instead of stitches on her little noggin. She is back in her usual form - she is now having a farting contest with Daniel and has learned her lesson about climbing the rock wall. For now at least. Now if someone can tell me where I can purchase a plastic bubble or at the least a full Kevlar body suit to encase her in, she just might survive into adulthood.