What’s one thing you had growing up that your kids do not have?
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I had a record player as a kid. Actually, all of us kids shared it and we had our own kid records. The only reason my kids know what a record player is, is because my grandma (their great grandma) still has one and her Tom T. Hall record is a favorite to listen to. I can’t think of the name of the record, but it has The Barn Dance, Sneaky Snake and I Wish I had a Million Friends on it. It’s a great record and you can find it at Walmart on CD. I know b/c I have it π
Hmmmm. we played kick-the-can and our neighborhood did not have any fences. All the neighborhood kids would all gather together all the time and play in everyone’s backyard at the same time.
So I guess neighborhood closeness.
Oh, kick the can was a great game! Do you remember the “real rules?”
No but I emailed my youngest sister. I bet she remembers. If I get them I’ll post them.
Here ya go Sue!
http://www.neodygrads.com/pages/kick.html
After reading through this I want so bad to play again! lol
Brothers!! (No great loss, honeys!)
I had long great summers with both my parents off work a couple of months. We spent at least a month in the summer house just next to a small lake in the forrest, and the other month we were camping all over Sweden.
That.. my kids don’t have π¦
an A-hole step dad!
I’m going to say freedom. We had so much more. We weren’t scared of everything and everyone. My own kids had it more than the grandkids. I kind of wish we didn’t have to act like everyone was out to get us. That makes me sad.
That’s a good one Joy. I still can’t figure out why Toby is so overbearing on some things when he was biking all over the neighborhood and enjoying his friends. (Of course, not ALL over the neighborhood, but you know what I mean!)
I’m with Joy… Josh doesn’t have as much freedom as I had. Part of that is because of the difference in the places we live(d)… I grew up in a neighborhood with friends next door, across the street, all over the place. He’s growing up in the country, where our closest neighbor is about a city block away.
We never worried about falling off of playground equipment or our bikes. Now it’s padding everywhere, and helmets for everything. We never worried about eating with dirty fingers, and now Germ-X is EVERYWHERE. We were “free-range” kids.
On the flip-side… I would have given ALL my teeth, not just my eye-teeth, to have horses in my pastures and a golden retriever in my bed, like Josh does now.
Living on farms with lots of land and lots of animals to keep you entertained! The best! Oh, I am back to blogging! π
A 14′ X 70′ mobile home. π
so far.. hmm..
A toy room so filled that you can’t even open the door. a stereo w/ record player.. their own phone.. Grand parents who were ALWAYS there.. My parents are iffy.. and never around..
A dog or a cat. My husband is allergic! π¦
I didnt have alot of toys,so I therefore used my imaginaton.The stuff I would invent and build.I was outside all the time π