One of my favorite memories from my childhood was going to Seattle with my family, looking at where my mom grew up, and getting on a big hill and rolling down it. We have a grassy area by the trail by our house, and while it isn't really a "big" hill - it is sufficient for our needs. The boys love to run and play and roll down the sloping grass area. It has finally cooled off enough to go outside and do so. (I'm a wimp, I know - I don't like it too hot or too cold.)
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