Late August in Missouri is so soupy and swampy you might as well live in your swimsuit due to the insane humidity and heat. It was only when the ice blocks were busted out that summer really felt complete— and I still have the scars to prove it! It was a great story to tell boys on first dates and is a tradition I'll pass along to my own children someday. How about you? Share your own story of summer!For many of us summer kicks off with a cook out or camping and comes to a close in much the same way. In between however there are all kinds of memories to be had as a child. Were you the kid who dug in the backyard looking for dinosaur bones? Did you climb trees and eat oranges until you were too sticky to get down?
Share your favorite past time below and let us know which ones you'll be carrying on the tradition of with your own children?