When I was a kid, if my chores were done and it was time for my dad to come home, I'd ride my horse to the farthest pasture, leave her there while I jumped the fence and cut across the woods to meet my dad where he'd turn off the highway and drive the back lanes in to the ranch... If he had the car, I'd jump on the hood and ride home. If he had the truck, I'd stand up in the back holding onto the roll bar.
Kids today will never know the joy of swallowing a live bug or taking one right to the eye...
When my (then 4) year old was mis-behaving on long trips I told him I would strap him to the roof. Worked about 3 times. On time #4 he said okay and thought it would be fun......
Bluff called, tactics changed.
When my (then 4) year old was mis-behaving on long trips I told him I would strap him to the roof. Worked about 3 times. On time #4 he said okay and thought it would be fun......
Bluff called, tactics changed.
The first time I read this I completely skipped right over the bold part and couldn't believe what I just read.
When I played little league baseball the team got tickets to an Indians game in Indy. The coach just loaded up the team in the bed of his pick-up and drove us about an hour on I-70 to the game. I bet we were 8-9 years old at the oldest. Today someone would be put in jail for that. Times have really changed.