10 years, 5 months.
I feel like my generation, The Oregon Trail Generation (in between Generation X and Millennials), was the last generation to be able to freely roam around as kids, while our parents didn’t really know where we were… until we drove our bikes back in time for dinner.
But now, as you are about to finish 4th grade, you are officially at the point where when you get off the bus after school, you now come in, grab a snack, then bike over to your friend Landon’s house until it’s time for dinner.
And he doesn’t simply live down the street. He technically lives two neighborhoods beyond ours.
I bought you a digital watch with an alarm, to alert you when it’s time to come back home for dinner.
You are growing up!