Daylight Savings Time, AGAIN..
I must admit when I was a kid I loved the daylight savings time of the year when the sun stayed out longer and you could play outside longer with your friends and your parents would actually let you do that. I remember when I was like maybe in the 6th or 7th grade they used to have the cartoon on about the Jackson 5. That was my group and so when the cartoon came on at 7:30 pm on Saturdays I was in the house by 7:25 to watch it and I gave up some of my play time. My cousin in New York thought I was crazy cause she was always playing outside until 8 pm at least. She couldn't figure out why I would want to give up playtime to watch TV. But, nonetheless, I did. After all, it was only one day out of the week and I was fine with that.
Daylight savings time seems to start earlier and earlier now. I don't remember it starting this early ever. So, when it rolled around this year I was like UGH. Now, of course, my son wants to play outside longer because the sun or it is light out longer. Being a parent in today's world and really not having a backyard like I did when I was his age it is harder for me to let him stay outside as long as he wants. I worry about all the stuff that happens today that didn't really happen when I was growing up, or at least it happened at a slower rate and not too often. Yesterday, he played, riding his skateboard for about an hour or so in the front where I can see him and then he came in and did a little more school work and had his TV time and dinner. So, around 6:30 pm there is knock on the door. I could tell it was a kid by the sound of the knock. I cringed because I guessed it was the kids from across the street and I knew what they wanted. My son looked out the window and he said to me that it was them. He was hesitant about asking me if he could go outside and play for a while. I was hestitant too. It was getting late and although it wasn't dark yet it still was later then I wanted him to be outside. So, I told him that it was a little too late and he would have to go outside tomorrow. He didn't fuss when he told them that he couldn't come out and that they should have come earlier. They probably already knew that he wasn't coming out since by 6 pm he is always inside no matter what time of the year it is. So, they left went back to eating chips and arguing with each other about who is doing what and what they are playing. They are always arguing about something. I heard them go inside about a half hour later saying so and so was going to tell on so and so. At that minute I was glad that my son was not out there in the middle of all of that.
Today, I don't know if they will outside again at 6
pm but I do know who won't be outside at that hour. I know that it sucks for him but that is just the way it is in 2015. Boy, the world has changed a lot since I was a kid in the 70's and 80's which I now refer to as the "Good ole Days" something I never thought I would say when I was 10.
Daylight savings time seems to start earlier and earlier now. I don't remember it starting this early ever. So, when it rolled around this year I was like UGH. Now, of course, my son wants to play outside longer because the sun or it is light out longer. Being a parent in today's world and really not having a backyard like I did when I was his age it is harder for me to let him stay outside as long as he wants. I worry about all the stuff that happens today that didn't really happen when I was growing up, or at least it happened at a slower rate and not too often. Yesterday, he played, riding his skateboard for about an hour or so in the front where I can see him and then he came in and did a little more school work and had his TV time and dinner. So, around 6:30 pm there is knock on the door. I could tell it was a kid by the sound of the knock. I cringed because I guessed it was the kids from across the street and I knew what they wanted. My son looked out the window and he said to me that it was them. He was hesitant about asking me if he could go outside and play for a while. I was hestitant too. It was getting late and although it wasn't dark yet it still was later then I wanted him to be outside. So, I told him that it was a little too late and he would have to go outside tomorrow. He didn't fuss when he told them that he couldn't come out and that they should have come earlier. They probably already knew that he wasn't coming out since by 6 pm he is always inside no matter what time of the year it is. So, they left went back to eating chips and arguing with each other about who is doing what and what they are playing. They are always arguing about something. I heard them go inside about a half hour later saying so and so was going to tell on so and so. At that minute I was glad that my son was not out there in the middle of all of that.
Today, I don't know if they will outside again at 6
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