tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435487235329568097.post7219845145546294169..comments2009-09-14T14:13:38.385-04:00Lisa Browerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05788463897442243528thebonadea@yahoo.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435487235329568097.post-89298137440760666292009-09-14T14:13:38.385-04:002009-09-14T14:13:38.385-04:00Wow, that does sound like fun. The boys used to "surf" in the sand traps at the golf course when it rained until they got chased off. I'm just glad no one thought to tie poor Matthew to a car bumper and drive him around or anything. God help us, the rest of the Teenager's friends are getting licenses now....Lisa Browerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05788463897442243528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435487235329568097.post-90417655540998307122009-09-14T13:21:33.664-04:002009-09-14T13:21:33.664-04:00I had a bit of a rednecky friend in college who introduced me to iceblocking. Yes, the time-honored tradition of getting a big ass block of ice and down it on a grassy hill. Man, I wish I could say we were drunk...thecoconutdiarieshttp://thecoconutdiaries.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435487235329568097.post-9335398000804229042009-09-14T13:16:15.607-04:002009-09-14T13:16:15.607-04:00girlfriend you are right. life is never dull with the teenager around.The Peach Tarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01587235197620014751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435487235329568097.post-21285096162123255322009-09-14T12:15:06.141-04:002009-09-14T12:15:06.141-04:00*sigh* boys will be boys eh!Suburban Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08229769705478339351noreply@blogger.com