We live in Alabama, and if you've not experienced an Alabama summer you don't know what the term "Hot and Muggy" is all about. When Nonnie and I were kids I would spend my summers in a little town about 35 miles north of Nonnie's house. Did that keep me from her? Heck no! I would ride my bike, at least three times a week, to go and see her, so your talking a 70 mile round trip. Did it ever bother me? Sure there were times I'd say, "Man it is hot," or "Darn I'm tired," and I'd always be soaked in sweat by the time I got there. However, did it stop me. Heck no. And of course did we just sit around when I'd get there? Again no. First thing we'd do is hit the woods and hike the trails, explore the rock quarrys, or even hike to the fire tower, which was a 5 mile round hike. Kids are a lot tougher than us old folk give them credit for ... as they should be. Of course we all know the world is a lot meaner place than it use to be, and kids can't ride alone for long distances like we use to, but I see way to many spoiled, rude and out of shape brats that think going outside is child abuse. Our children were raised that you didn't get a car ride every where you went, you spent your days outside and not in the house in front of the tv of game station, and most of all you did some form of exercising everyday. Do our kids feel abused? Not in the least. Our oldest, which is 26, is a school teacher, which we're absolutely proud of, and still calls her mom every morning and evening. Oh, and btw ... she walks the 2 miles to school evry morning except when it is raining. In fact, we have two other children and all five of us walk at least two miles a day..