Monday, March 28, 2005

It didn't hurt as much as last time.

When we were playing raquetball Friday night, Kyle hit me in the face with his raquet. I had a bump and bruise on the middle of my forehead. Kyle pretended like they were unnoticable...or maybe they just were - to him. But, when my mom came for Easter, she noticed. I thought that someday it might be easier to play with boys. Guess not.

1 comment:

travis schmitz said...

i dont play racketball it to much work