Kevin-Roller Blade-In-The-Grass-Boy

When Kaitlyn and I were in elementary school, we lived in a cute little suburban neighborhood, full of Daddy the Breadwinner and Mommy the home maker and 2.5 children families, complete with 1 small dog, and a cat.
Well, maybe not THAT ideal, but you get the picture.
One day, a kid named Kevin moved in a few houses down. He was next door to my best friend's house, so we decided to see if he wanted to come out and play with us. So, he did. Kevin became on of the "regulars" of the neighborhood kids for a while. Not very long, but he was nevertheless.
Kevin was just like us, except for one thing - he had an affinity for roller blading. and not JUST roller blading - roller blading in the grass.


Emily -
So,
writing this blog, about dear Kevin, makes me really wonder where he is now. I dont remember his last name...or if he even had a last name. For all I know, his name could have been Kevin Kevin.
HA! That would be funny. But yes...Kevin..was a different child from the rest of us. I mean, yes, we all did strange things at times..but..before Kevin, we never even DREAMED of roller blading in the GRASS! E-GASP!! There was a big hill connecting my neighbor's yard to the yard of "the meanest people in the neighborhood" ..they made us all run away crying one day because they yelled at us for playing on their grass..I still think they're mean..but..ANYWAY..Kevin showed us how we could roller blade down that big hill and we could fall at the bottom and not get hurt! It was great! But after we finished..we all roller bladed back down the street to our houses...but not Kevin. Kevin roller bladed back down each and every front yard, the grass, back to his house...


Kaitlyn-

Oh kevin roller blade in the grass boy..

I didn't like him for more than about a week. you wanna know why? okay story time:

so one day when I was about 5 years old, all the neighborhood kiddies were playing in our yard and i was playing with my little red wagon. At this point in my life,Kevin was a pretty cool dude who had interesting ideas of how to live life wildly,such as roller blade-ing in the grass. SO kevin had this "super fun" idea that we should attach my wagon to his bike with a rope, put me in the wagon,and then he could pull me down the driveway. Novel idea right?seeing that we had the steepest driveway in the neighborhood,not so much.

So our mean neighbor Katherine forced me to get in the wagon, Kevin took off and i went flying down the driveway.

That day lunch time consisted of me eating concrete and my legs consuming lots of peroxide.OUCH.

From that day on i did not like Kevin Roller Blade in the Grass Boy.