Standing on our pool deck, looking to the West.. we have this view of Fort Bratz
25 years ago, we bought the house and there was a 6 foot chain link between us and the house next door.
Perfect because the lady who lived there was a shut in with no family and never had company and never came in the back yard. 24 years ago she passed away and we added a second fence for... well... PRIVACY..
The reason being a man and woman with three small boys.. We nicknamed the middle boy Rambo... get my drift? he was 3 at the time. There dad built Fort Bratz jammed up against our fence. the boys loved to stand on the fort and toss oranges, grapefruit, toys, balls, anything at all trying to hit the pool. or the dogs.
They bought a new house, we celebrated the day they moved...they rented this house to a friend. They moved in 1 girl 5 boys. OMG The little girl can break glass when she screams and she does this ALL DAY LONG... talk about crying wolf... there is no way to tell if she is ever hurt or not.
Last week I stood in the yard laughing.. War games were ON all day, they had added two visiting boys... the 4 year old girl was The Enemy, attacking the boys LOUDLY... I wish i could remember all the things they said, but at one point they TOOK the fort and planted this flag..
They repeated every sentence you have ever heard in a war movie.. it was hilarious...except for the part about the war will NEVER end.. for us that is.
This photo is Just the flag, it looks like a stick is in it. i cropped it close below. Isn't this strange?
If any of you have a need for dirty diapers (free shipping) let me know, since at times they are tossed from the fort into our yard.