I don’t generally make a lot of time to go outside for myself. Between keeping the house in order and meeting all my writing deadlines I just naturally seem to stay inside most of the time. It isn’t that I don’t like going outside – quite to the contrary, I like it a lot – but sometimes it just doesn’t happen.
I know kids are supposed to get outside a lot for fresh air and for exercise, so I really try to make sure the kids get outside every day. Whether it’s a romp in the backyard or a trip to the park, I do what I can to get them outside. I want my kids to appreciate nature and to love going outside, and maybe they will grow up to crave the outdoors a little more than I do.
I remember playing outside quite a bit as a child, but I lived in an area of the country where the weather was pleasant for most of the year. Now we live in a part of the country where it is either really hot or really cold with maybe two weeks of truly pleasant weather in between throughout the whole year. That means we have to take a lot of precautions before heading outside so that nobody gets frostbite or heatstroke (depending on the season). I think this sometimes deters me from getting the kids outside. After all, it’s easier to sit in an air conditioned house than it is to slather sunscreen on everyone and pack up a bunch of ice water and sand toys for the park.
Then again, I know what the better option is for my kids, and that’s why I keep heading to the park despite my desire to stay in an air conditioned home.