August 22, 2012 § 4 Comments
When I was a kid, my overprotective mother rarely let me hanging out with our village neighbors. I never blame her for being that way, I am her only child, she has the right to be overprotective. But again, nothing good ever comes out from being in cage.
Now I always take my son to go out and play with the neighbor. He plays, he fights, he makes up, that’s what’s life all about.