Yesterday, my daughter in law, her hubby, my hubby and I all went to see Adam Sandler's GROWN UPS.
What a fun, feel good movie this was. The story is about some childhood friends whose lives were touched by their basketball coach.
The coach dies and they all gather again to pay their respects. They all return to the coach's weekend retreat at a lake to scatter his ashes. I don't want to give it away, but it was a reminder to all and showing how much fun there is without technology.
It reminded me of my childhood and the fun our family had, just sitting around together. We could entertain one another just with our antics and interactions with one another. Some of my hardest laughter came from hanging out with my family, usually around the dinner table or afterwards trying to watch the television.
During the day, we were rarely inside. We got out of the house as soon as possible to avoid doing chores. We spent the day playing outside or at our friend's homes. We roamed near and far to our home, often without our parent's knowledge. Certainly many the places we went could have had drastically different results in a different time and place, but we were blessed...
Our imagination was our best toy. There was never a limit to what we could do or where we could go.
We just had to be home by the time the street lights were on. We didn't dare be late for dinner, or we would starve. I have four brothers, so trust me, if my sister or I were late, there were no apologies for eating our dinner.
Our humor was always the entertainment. Everything generated from it. Nothing was sacred. It it got a laugh, it was fair game. We learned to not take anything too seriously and to laugh at ourselves. Oh, the precious memories we shared...
How about you? Do you remember those good ol' days?