Nostalgia

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qXudpW1l5Mw

My mom ran a daycare center in our home for the first 10 years of my life. All we ever did was play outside. Summer time in the pool and the sandbox. Spring was in the mud puddles and the basketball court. Fall was in the huge leaf piles and picking out pumpkins. Winter was spent in the 10 foot tall snow drift making tunnels and caves. We ate lunch outside almost every day. In the winter, we would come inside with frozen fingers and toes, and my mom would have the hot chocolate ready for us to mix up to our liking. We played with legos, barbies, power rangers, and trucks. The only thing we ever worried about was what kind of snack we were going to get, or who was going to get the swings first. We were innocent and oblivious to the outside world, and we were okay with that.