Like I say I can't debate everything, but "prudent" is debatable anyway - for a couple reasons "imprudent" may even be applicable.
Edit: Speaking of broken bones, so one kid is learning inline skates. Helmet, knee/elbow pads...good grief, how bad is this kid gonna be off when he actually gets scraped or something? He'll probably fucking die!
Right? Occasionally getting hurt was a right of passage. Most times we tried to patch ourselves up and hide it from mom. If you had a cast, you were royalty for a time..lol.
These later generations have no idea what it was like to be free as children. No computers, no phones, just gone all day as long as you were home at dusk.
I have many happy memories of dirt clod fights with the neighbors and bb gun wars. Both hurt when you get hit…but so much fun.
My mom sure squawked a lot the time I showed up after nearly crashing my friend's 4-wheeler (pretty embarrassing - it did not crash but I managed to throw myself off the side, then tried to run over my leg with the back wheel). That pair of jeans was done, and I had an interesting knee scar for quite a while....
Edit: no I was not wearing a helmet during this sorry episode
Yah, we were allowed to drive boats, cars, motor cycles, sandrails, etc., at about 10 (sans parents). As long as we showed capability and respect for safety.
Lolol…many a near death experience that the folks never knew about. And no helmets. Made us brave and self sufficient.
Like I say I can't debate everything, but "prudent" is debatable anyway - for a couple reasons "imprudent" may even be applicable.
Edit: Speaking of broken bones, so one kid is learning inline skates. Helmet, knee/elbow pads...good grief, how bad is this kid gonna be off when he actually gets scraped or something? He'll probably fucking die!
Right? Occasionally getting hurt was a right of passage. Most times we tried to patch ourselves up and hide it from mom. If you had a cast, you were royalty for a time..lol.
These later generations have no idea what it was like to be free as children. No computers, no phones, just gone all day as long as you were home at dusk.
I have many happy memories of dirt clod fights with the neighbors and bb gun wars. Both hurt when you get hit…but so much fun.
Lol….apples…hmmmm…
My mom sure squawked a lot the time I showed up after nearly crashing my friend's 4-wheeler (pretty embarrassing - it did not crash but I managed to throw myself off the side, then tried to run over my leg with the back wheel). That pair of jeans was done, and I had an interesting knee scar for quite a while....
Edit: no I was not wearing a helmet during this sorry episode
Yah, we were allowed to drive boats, cars, motor cycles, sandrails, etc., at about 10 (sans parents). As long as we showed capability and respect for safety.
Lolol…many a near death experience that the folks never knew about. And no helmets. Made us brave and self sufficient.