As I sat rocking my youngest tonight, I had a flashback. The sun must have been filtering through the curtains just right in a way that I remember from my childhood.

Often, I would be playing across the street with my sister and two boys that lived in the neighborhood. Without fail, my mother would call me inside to get ready for bed just as we were beginning to play something new. I can remember running across the dead-end street, through the drainage ditch in our front yard, complaining all the way about having to go to bed while it was still light. Read the rest of this entry »