
There's no question that life is so very different for our kids than it was for us. Heck, I'd say it's different for my middle schooler than it was for my oldest boys. This weekend, though, I have been reminded just how different life really is...it's busier. Way busier!
DS 3 has become quite the "social character" in the past few months. He is very involved in our Youth Group at church. He takes part in Bible Studies, Discipleship with a friend, not to mention all the extra "fun stuff" they do. He's busy at school too. He's the Junior Class President and the Editor-in-Chief of the school newspaper. He doesn't miss a chance to dress up and show school spirit. He is in clubs and organizations aplenty! If you could peel back the layers of years I have on him, you might see glimpses of similar time fillers from my own teen years...sans class officer and newspaper. I think, for the early eighties, I would have been considered busy too. Yet they are busier!

Friday night he drove almost two hours to a concert in a sleepy little central Florida town. In his words, "Mom, it was like the minute the concert in the park ended, the town shut down. There was only us and one other car on the streets!" I think he might have thrown the word "po-dunk" in there somewhere.
Saturday morning he was up early and ready to go flying. He's learning to fly the airplane to the left that he and DH own in a co-op of sorts. The guy teaching him is the editor of some big aviation magazine and has asked DS 3 to write a piece for it. They literally spent HOURS together on Saturday as DS 3 flew them to a city north of here and they watched a national skydiving competition.
He wasn't home 30 minutes before he headed out to "movie night" with his friends and ended up spending the night with one of them. This morning we found out they spent the night "tarp surfing" (which I can find no pictures to properly explain). If you want to see it, you can go to tarpsurfing.com and get a glimpse. Anyway, I guess they didn't sleep much at all but had a great time.
Sunday he was at church to run the sound and then he went to lunch with his friends. He arrived home around 4:30 or 5:00 and announced that he was "tapping out" to catch up on sleep.
Here's my observation. We were busy. They are busier. I think part of the reason is because there's not enough "po-dunk" in most cities today. We live 24 hour lives. We are connected 24 hours. We can shop 24 hours. We can talk, text, and chat 24/7. Shoot when I was growing up we couldn't even watch TV 24 hours! And forget talking on the phone...it was connected to the wall and anyone in the house could pick up the another extension and listen in! Remember when the Star Spangled Banner shut down a TV network? I think the convenience has created a monster.
Don't get me wrong, I love busy too. I enjoy being out and about and visiting with friends and family. I love exploring and finding new and exciting things to do and places to go. Shoot, I think in many ways it's in his blood!
While I am thankful for living in a city that has a lot to offer...there's a part of me that thinks it'd be OK to, at least occasionally, roll up the sidewalks at a reasonable hour and tell everyone to just VEG! Yep, DS 3, some days I'd take po-dunk!