I miss those days too. I’m trying to raise my son to be like we used to be...
Good luck , in this day an age that's a tough thing to do.
We weren't bombarded as bad with a constant stream of evil.
...or at least not as unfiltered in your face.
The out side spaces are not as friendly and safe.
..... Even the smell of fresh cut grass seems to have disappeared from the air..
But you hang in and raise him right ... he'll thank you someday.
Just don’t get him a gumby .... stick with something safe..
Like lawn darts .....