day 18 {sisters} and a quote..

i didn't write this

and.

i do not play by all these rules 

                                          {i am guilty of being a short order cook 

that makes a couple different dinners each night for one..

shame, shame shame on me}

but i love it and want to share it..

...

 My curfew was the street lights.

My mom called my name, not my cell…

I played outside with friends, not online.

If I didn’t eat what my mom cooked then I didn’t eat.

Sanitizer didn’t exist, but you COULD get your mouth washed out with soap.

I rode a bike without a helmet, getting dirty was OK, and neighbors gave a damn as much as your parents did.

Pass this on if you drank water from a garden hose & survived.

and because i can NEVER write a post without a picture..

{my girls}

day 18 {sisters}