Beth likes to walk to a local drug store to buy markers or whatever. It's about 3/4 of a mile from our house and it's downhill all the way there so you know what that means for the walk back. :) She goes there a lot in the summer but it's winter here now so it gets dark at 4PM.
Here is a recent conversation we had via text:
B: Can I go to Bartell Drugs to get my stuff please?
Me: I will take you after work. Do not go by yourself.
B: Okay fine. And you no fun.
It seems the older I get, the less fun I am. :)