Kids are adaptable. Turn kids loose at a pig roast in a yard void of toys and they make do.
They find trees for climbing … and please note the boys watching the girls make the first move.
They find holes for exploring … or if you’re my son, holes for sitting in while the others shriek at the spiders crawling all over your lap.
They make quick and loyal friends.
And thanks to a rope: limbo … tug-of-war … and a half-hearted attempt by the older ones to tie up the little kids.
We put a stop to that right quick.
And then we let them eat cake.
It’s great to be a kid!
