Nulla dies sine linea. Four sentences every day. About whatever happened that day. Most of it's even true. Written by Scott Lee Williams
Sunday, August 10, 2014
The Kids are Alright (with Adult Supervision)
"We don't see a lot of kids playing with each other, these days," I say as we walk past the playground. One child kicks a ball to his mother, another pelts after her father, chasing him across the asphalt, without interacting with each other at all
"Maybe they're doing it at another time," Katie says while a kid in a helmet bigger than her head makes lazy figure eights on her scooter around a group of older adults, all of whom watch, rapt. "Play dates, school, something."