The Good Old Days
I am not old by any means but I sure do miss the good old days. When a kid could go outside and use their imagination. When homework took 20 minutes and then you were free to play with your friends until dinner. When it was the summer, we would eat breakfast, do our chores and then be gone until dinnertime. When you didn't have to check in constantly via text because there were no cell phones. I remember my sisters and me walking or riding our bikes everywhere in the summer. As long as we stayed together we could go anywhere we wanted. I was the youngest so I was about 5 or 6 when it started. We would go to the park, stores or even show up at my cousin's house. When my oldest sister got her licence, that was freedom. We drove everywhere. I think that was the first time my parents started putting boundaries on us. We live on Long Island so we were told not to go over a bridge or go through a tunnel without telling them first. That still left plenty for us to explore. Hubby ...