Extreme Hopscotch

Yesterday a memory popped up on my FB feed that made me laugh. I guess it was from 3 or 4 years ago. Sariah came in crying because Rex had been making her play extreme hopscotch. I laughed. But when I went out the next morning and saw the hopscotch course, I understood her frustration. They were boxes about the size of a shoebox lid, and they weren't connected. They were spread up and down our driveway, which is as steep as any you'll find in Georgia. Great memory. :)