Good old days

I wish that I could have sent the kids on their own to the playpark today. Just like in the good old days. Well, turns out that our good old days were filled with bad things just the same as we fear for our children nowadays. I hope that there will be not even more revelations of abuse, it just seems to be a bottomless pit.
I'm fed up today, a cold is trying to get hold of me and I've slept badly and consequently am now snapping at everyone. Not nice. Hence I would have liked to stay home in peace and quiet while the kids had a laugh on their own.
But it's not an option - yet.
Soon enough I will hope for the good old times back, when the kids were little and wanted me around rather than teenagers grumping about.
Good old times...eh?