tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986768514143017523.post3323646907757586037..comments2023-08-21T05:47:44.048-07:00Comments on disorderly wanderlust: No you insideopinion8dhermithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15093100869650698978noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986768514143017523.post-36071668108511271382013-10-31T09:11:33.242-07:002013-10-31T09:11:33.242-07:00Yes. I yell inside my head all the time.
And I lo...Yes. I yell inside my head all the time. <br />And I love this reflection. Kids seem to be a bit more sheltered than we were...Natalie DeYounghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16906680301422288990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986768514143017523.post-4760801139121459082013-10-31T08:59:26.878-07:002013-10-31T08:59:26.878-07:00Ahhhhhh! The final moments just before twilight......Ahhhhhh! The final moments just before twilight...<br /><br />I grew up just like you. We were "put out" at 8:30 am, managed to eat all meals and came home at dusk. Blissful childhood and the way it should be; the way I hope children can again experience. This was so wonderfully nostalgic for me.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986768514143017523.post-25043800731090878692013-10-31T08:33:42.229-07:002013-10-31T08:33:42.229-07:00When I was a kid, we'd get kicked outside unti...When I was a kid, we'd get kicked outside until dusk. Now, the streets are empty, and parents "walk" their kids to play inside at a neighbor's place two houses down. Don't get it.Kerry Ann @Vinobaby's Voicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04295304663766870450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986768514143017523.post-64845823386173052502013-10-31T08:13:59.893-07:002013-10-31T08:13:59.893-07:00So glad so many fellow bloggers value outdoor play...So glad so many fellow bloggers value outdoor play!opinion8dhermithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15093100869650698978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986768514143017523.post-36698800036972379852013-10-31T08:08:26.217-07:002013-10-31T08:08:26.217-07:00As much as I liked being inside, all of my favouri...As much as I liked being inside, all of my favourite childhood memories happened outside. I hope it's that way for my kids as well. :)Kenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17697779460254600164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986768514143017523.post-11890468899193861472013-10-31T07:38:01.204-07:002013-10-31T07:38:01.204-07:00There are days when my son plays in our yard or ou...There are days when my son plays in our yard or our neighbors for hours - all within sight and yelling distance. It's the one thing that will excuse him from doing his homework right after school - playing outside is good for the soul.Dana @ Kiss my Listhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12909181714814693849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986768514143017523.post-3929029417964094972013-10-31T06:03:43.574-07:002013-10-31T06:03:43.574-07:00Amen to all of this. It's a hard thing to come...Amen to all of this. It's a hard thing to come to terms with - that switch to more indoor time for our kids than we had.Linda Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285985403444531922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986768514143017523.post-12575024022213325472013-10-31T05:12:44.265-07:002013-10-31T05:12:44.265-07:00Your beautiful post reminded me of childhood. I gr...Your beautiful post reminded me of childhood. I grew up in India and played incessantly on streets for hours until my mother screamed (at times) and took me inside :). What seemed so cumbersome then, is a source of laughter and happiness now. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986768514143017523.post-38207265398286917822013-10-31T04:06:03.929-07:002013-10-31T04:06:03.929-07:00Sometimes my teenagers seem to have no idea what t...Sometimes my teenagers seem to have no idea what to do outside and then realize it is as simple as a frisbee or just walking.Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01294308714313220666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986768514143017523.post-51080640115269260252013-10-30T22:12:47.114-07:002013-10-30T22:12:47.114-07:00A great source of frustration for the past year ha...A great source of frustration for the past year has been not being able to let our son play in our backyard (the soil has lead contamination). He loves playing in the dirt, so much more than I did as a kid. But, as an adult, I enjoyed sitting in a lawn chair reading while he played in the sandbox, drew in the dirt with sticks, climbed and played. I'm so glad we are moving so that we can start to enjoy outdoor time at home once again. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986768514143017523.post-87308891481641296602013-10-30T15:17:50.647-07:002013-10-30T15:17:50.647-07:00It sounds like you had an incredible childhood! Ac...It sounds like you had an incredible childhood! Access to power tools AND the bow and arrow - A- mazing!psychochefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12863106240537001318noreply@blogger.com