tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582776205108563450.post2379076992223640201..comments2024-01-10T16:46:12.453-05:00Comments on This Side of Perfect: Traditions, Traditions Everywhere Part IIIva http://www.blogger.com/profile/04310995664697030976noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582776205108563450.post-50380559470514901132008-11-22T20:06:00.000-05:002008-11-22T20:06:00.000-05:00Isn't it amazing how different the different schoo...Isn't it amazing how different the different school yards were?Iva https://www.blogger.com/profile/04310995664697030976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582776205108563450.post-37270038864327487542008-11-21T12:59:00.000-05:002008-11-21T12:59:00.000-05:00I think the Milk Carton game sounds fun. Never he...I think the Milk Carton game sounds fun. Never heard of it, but still.<BR/><BR/>The swings were definitely the place to be. We would swing and talk about our (imaginary) children. We didn't have husbands though, they were always killed as pizza delivery guys (I think that happened to someone around that time). But we would always have like 10 kids each and we'd talk about their names and ages.<BR/><BR/>I don't remember there being lines for the swings.Ronnicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09545460026004087995noreply@blogger.com