How is Florida different?

Welcome to Paradise.

I am currently reading a book about the revolutionary war. I actually grew up on the hill, where Abigail Adams and John Quincy Adams walked to watch the cowardly British shell the city.  It was a pretty interesting place to grow up and I was always a big fan of New England residential architecture and loved the idea of living in a bow house at some point and eventually built myself a salt box just like John Adams and John Quincy Adams lived in. 

The only thing I wasn’t a huge fan of in New England were the strict rules that families and especially children had to follow. On the street I grew up on most of us went to public school, but going to a religious school was somewhat common and totally acceptable. But I still remember the day my neighbor Thomas told us he was going to Thayer Academy.  My sister let him know that he was a liar and no longer welcome in our house and I think I probably knew that was the best example of how jealousy hurts relationships. Thayer Academy was expensive. 

The thing I love about Florida is that there are none of those strict rules about what type of school you go to, what your house looks like, what you do for fun, who your friends are or even how you dress. I can’t think of a better way to raise a child in any country. 

Two Sigmas coming up with some sort of plan 😎