tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-201036437468822838.post5235766569627607851..comments2023-10-30T10:29:21.689-05:00Comments on My Life in Contradictions: K: Kick the can and other "night games"...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-201036437468822838.post-38934177598399411932012-04-13T13:47:37.084-05:002012-04-13T13:47:37.084-05:00Will check into the WV issue - just got my first s...Will check into the WV issue - just got my first spam comment, so apparently WV does not prevent that, eh? Thanks for visiting!Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12179950137275247571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-201036437468822838.post-23438832869335349982012-04-12T22:22:13.037-05:002012-04-12T22:22:13.037-05:00Hi Sarah, first time visitor from the A to Z Chall...Hi Sarah, first time visitor from the A to Z Challenge. Great to meet you! I remember as a kid we'd ride bikes and play until the sun went down. Things are certainly much different today. Its just a different world we live in.<br /><br />Uh oh. I see your Word Verification (WV) is still on. I'm on a mission to rid the world of this unnecessary evil frustration! Please stop by my blog and select the How To Turn Off Your Word Verification tab and help make the world a better place one blog at a time.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-201036437468822838.post-77464777938167048952012-04-12T21:41:15.855-05:002012-04-12T21:41:15.855-05:00I love where you question whether you enjoyed it! ...I love where you question whether you enjoyed it! Sometimes my daughter will come inside early while the games are still going on because she isn't having fun...I sometimes wonder what fun has to do with it! Mob mentality...that's all I thought it was.Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01294308714313220666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-201036437468822838.post-4094373504577513702012-04-12T21:36:59.606-05:002012-04-12T21:36:59.606-05:00I absolutely remember those summer nights. We had...I absolutely remember those summer nights. We had each other to play with and a handful of neighborhood kids. It was hours of baseball or hide and seek or riding bikes or walking to the grocery (two long blocks away) or so much more. And no one thought twice about it. My own children played outside in our yard but never on the neighborhood streets or down at the local school (not without a parent in tow). I know darn well the weirdos and the cars were all there before. Our fears weren't though.Graciewildehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00142582724233027386noreply@blogger.com