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The vilification of outdoor play

/ Owner - September 25, 2014

Monday. Late-morning. Hotter than hot.  Not even 24 hours home from vacation, and I was going through the piles of mail. There was a knock at the door, which was weird because no one ever knocks on our door unless it’s the UPS guy, and he doesn’t come until dinnertime. Corralling the crazy barky dog, I looked out the front-door window and saw a woman I did not know — and my 6-year-old.     Read more……….

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