My mom and my m*d stuff

[dreamers]

The problem is that our apartment manager insisted on giving her “ an emergency key” which she uses to come check on us every other weekend whether we want it on not. We are physically disabled ( born early and use a wheelchair) hence why the management insisted. However, she is not using her key as intended. It’s meant for if we have a medical emergency or one time our power wheelchair stopped dead and we were stuck in the bathroom. She had to use the key to bring the spare wheelchair. It wasn’t intended to micromanage our life.
We live in the middle of no where.

So our plan is to go on a picnic away from people and mom this Saturday when she plans to be here. We will take our phone so Daniel can track our location in case we run into Martians and just vanish to their spaceship or something. We have a parent-tracker app set up with Daniel as the “ parent”