I often lament the loss of the “olden days” childhood experiences we all had growing up. The times when we weren’t over scheduled with organized activities. When our parents would let us roam the neighborhood without any fear. The evenings riding bikes outside after dinner until it got dark. That doesn’t seem to happen today. Kids seem to play differently. But were’ starting to see a shift in our neighborhood and I’m loving the results.
When we moved into this home we were the youngest family in the subdivision, but we knew this is where we were supposed to be. And then the young families just kept moving in. The neighbor hood had a complete turnover and suddenly we were overrun with kids. You see groups of kids riding their bikes around, boys skateboarding, front yard football games. It’s become so playful and so much fun for my kids.
On a day off of school – this is what the retention basin looked like – neighborhood kickball with all ages participating (including parents). This is childhood.