Living Large In Our Little House

The Little Bungalow where I grew up

I had a won­der­ful child­hood in the sense that I grew up in a time when kids still had to actu­ally go out­side in order to have real fun. The free­dom I was allowed as a child to explore and cre­ate new adven­tures partly led us to our adven­ture here at Our Little House.

The fact that so many of my friends and rel­a­tives chil­dren have posted that they’re “bored” as their sta­tus on their Facebook pages just made me sad this sum­mer. And this  arti­cle in The Kansas City Star this week, by our own Living Large com­mu­nity mem­ber, Kathleen Winn, has had me reflect­ing on my own mag­i­cal sum­mer child­hood mem­o­ries and how child­hood has changed so dras­ti­cally in just a lit­tle over a generation.

My sum­mers con­sisted of:

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Some of this stuff in our stor­age build­ing are boxes of child­hood momentos

Living Large Readers: This is hope­fully, the first guest post from  a Living Large at Our Little House com­mu­nity mem­ber on mov­ing to or liv­ing in a small space, or on green living.Today's post is from Kathleen Winn.

I will be post­ing these on Mondays and they could be as short as a para­graph. Please send them along to me at fivecoat@​ozarkmountains.​com C'mon, LL com­mu­nity, I know you have plenty of tips!

Like many peo­ple our age, my hus­band and I said good­bye to grown kids a few years ago– but not to their stuff. Swimming tro­phies, spelling bee awards, a few blank diaries and other child­hood para­pher­na­lia ended up in the cor­ners of base­ments and splilling out of boxes in our attic.

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