yes, Maria, I can remember those days. I am a 1952 baby. We made the forts inside and outside on the clothes line. My mom and dad decided to leave the city and go to the country. Our home was a old brick school house. Woods behind it. We were allowed to go into the woods and we did play. Sometimes poison ivy, some times we ran from snakes. We picked wild flowers, wild strawberries and blackberries. We skipped the creeks and the fun in the snow.
We had someone on our side, who spoke for us, Captain Kangaroo. He would end his show, "Give the children what they want most, Give them your time."
So, I did that with our kids. Let the work go sometimes and go to the park with a picnic lunch.
Or, to say to the kids, If you wish to do... do your work and I promise you to do it.
My mom believed to let a child be a child, for if you don't, when they get older, they may want to be a child. Ha!