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  • Originally posted by naiadknight View Post
    "Yes, but little Juvie is special and shouldn't get bruises or cuts."
    "Oh, he has a clotting disorder. I'm sorry. I had no idea. I'll watch out for him then."
    "No, he doesn't. He's a little kid, Little kids shouldn't get bruises or cuts ever."
    I hope she sprayed him down thoroughly with some sort of antibacterial and returned him to a maternal bubble at once.

    FFS.

    Growing up is all about cuts and scrapes and bruises. It's called being a kid, learning to play, having fun, not being on a leash.

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    • Omega 3 fatty acids are "necessary" and "must" be obtained from the diet because we are unable to make them ourselves & we will DIE unless we eat fish.

      Milk, it does a body good blah blah blah blah

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      • Originally posted by naiadknight View Post

        She turned to me, probably to chew me out, and I smiled and said "I fell out of several swings myself growing up. Worst that happened is I gave myself a bruise."
        "Yes, but little Juvie is special and shouldn't get bruises or cuts."
        "Oh, he has a clotting disorder. I'm sorry. I had no idea. I'll watch out for him then."
        "No, he doesn't. He's a little kid, Little kids shouldn't get bruises or cuts ever."
        Hmm, she probably would have freaked out at the fact that we leave our back door open so the kids can run in and out without supervision to plan in our yard, or barn, or back field. And after 4.5 years they are both still alive.

        Originally posted by Finnegans Wake View Post
        I hope she sprayed him down thoroughly with some sort of antibacterial and returned him to a maternal bubble at once.

        FFS.

        Growing up is all about cuts and scrapes and bruises. It's called being a kid, learning to play, having fun, not being on a leash.
        Right?! Both kids, random bruises, cuts scrapes... the 2yr old is currently covered in kitten scratches as he learns how to deal with the baby kitties softly and the baby kitties learn how to get him to back the heck up
        Originally posted by L8F
        ... I drank the fermented koolaid, and am totally on board...

        I'm alergic to carbs - they make me break out in fat!


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        • Originally posted by Finnegans Wake View Post
          I hope she sprayed him down thoroughly with some sort of antibacterial and returned him to a maternal bubble at once.

          FFS.

          Growing up is all about cuts and scrapes and bruises. It's called being a kid, learning to play, having fun, not being on a leash.
          Yep. We only got bandaids if it didn't quit bleeding after 10 minutes. Hell, my sister fell out of the glider on the swingset growing up and gashed her head open (ended up needing stitches), and kept playing for a few minutes until I realized that wasn't sweat she was wiping off her face.
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          • Originally posted by naiadknight View Post
            Yep. We only got bandaids if it didn't quit bleeding after 10 minutes. Hell, my sister fell out of the glider on the swingset growing up and gashed her head open (ended up needing stitches), and kept playing for a few minutes until I realized that wasn't sweat she was wiping off her face.
            My mom said she looked out the kitchen window many times and cringed at what we were doing, but did not say anything to us. She let us play and be kids. Cuts, scrapes, arguments, etc. Thankfully we didn't make the ER too many times.

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            • Originally posted by naiadknight View Post
              Yep. We only got bandaids if it didn't quit bleeding after 10 minutes. Hell, my sister fell out of the glider on the swingset growing up and gashed her head open (ended up needing stitches), and kept playing for a few minutes until I realized that wasn't sweat she was wiping off her face.
              I'd have about a thousand stories that would have driven HeliMom nuts. Climbing trees, jumping off of sheds, jumping off of walls, riding bike, skittering across frozen ponds, playing football with older kids, just basically playing during summer vaca until well after the sun went down. I got dirt under my fingernails and didn't die. I tried eating stuff that grew wild (clover - sweet, wild strawberries - tart, onion grass - onion-y). We had massive rotten tomato fights like the ones in Spain at the end of the summer and I'd come home looking bloody and smelling like hell. We swam. We ran. When it rained, we read or played board games, or hell, we'd play in the rain, why not?

              When the hell did people get so weirdly overprotective?

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              • This one is pretty primaliffic too. xkcd: Cadbury Eggs

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                • Originally posted by Finnegans Wake View Post
                  I'd have about a thousand stories that would have driven HeliMom nuts. Climbing trees, jumping off of sheds, jumping off of walls, riding bike, skittering across frozen ponds, playing football with older kids, just basically playing during summer vaca until well after the sun went down. I got dirt under my fingernails and didn't die. I tried eating stuff that grew wild (clover - sweet, wild strawberries - tart, onion grass - onion-y). We had massive rotten tomato fights like the ones in Spain at the end of the summer and I'd come home looking bloody and smelling like hell. We swam. We ran. When it rained, we read or played board games, or hell, we'd play in the rain, why not?

                  When the hell did people get so weirdly overprotective?
                  Same here. We ran that poor dog ragged, jumped off the jungle gym, jumped out of the tree, jumped off the roof (got in trouble for being on the roof), wrassled in burs and discovered what they were, chased the cat up a tree (got in trouble and had to get him down), ate anything and everything (juniper berries- tart, honeysuckle- sweet, crepe myrtle blooms- flavorless, mulberry sap- sweet), I experimented with burning hair, doog hair, and green stuff under a shrub (it's a wonder I never burned the neighborhood down), climbed the fence-> found a mean dog-> climbed back (I have a scar that proves the chain link fence tried to take my virginity)...
                  We played in the spinklers, made (and made each other eat) mud, used the mud as a slip 'n' slide (we all have scars from finding a rock the hard way.) We chucked rocks and dirt clods at each other.
                  The only ER visits I remember were for being violently ill, my sister's broken arm and cuts that needed stitches, and a couple concussions.
                  I wanna know- How's little Johnny gonna know all this shit and what NOT to do when he grows up after being helicopter parented?
                  Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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                  • Originally posted by naiadknight View Post
                    "Yes, but little Juvie is special and shouldn't get bruises or cuts."
                    "Oh, he has a clotting disorder. I'm sorry. I had no idea. I'll watch out for him then."
                    "No, he doesn't. He's a little kid, Little kids shouldn't get bruises or cuts ever."
                    He'll have a nickname when he gets older. "Pussy"

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                    • I'm actually sort of shocked that I never broke a major bone as a kid. Toes and fingers, yes, and then my nose in my teens, but my significant breaks have been in adult life.
                      “If I didn't define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people's fantasies for me and eaten alive.” --Audre Lorde

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                      • I can't say the concussions as a kid helped any. Probably the reason why I had every conceivable ADD symptom for 40 years. But I do think the scrapes and bruises and gashes really do a kid some good.

                        Cracks me up every time I see a parent rush to help they're kid before they're even crying. Honestly, I always looked away for a second if I saw my kids fall down, just so they wouldn't milk it. Trust me, if they're really hurt, you'll know it, and then you can help bandage them up! By the time my oldest son was in junior high, he had made his own triage kit, a box filled with bandages, hydrogen peroxide and first aid tape.
                        Durp.

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                        • Originally posted by RitaRose View Post
                          I can't say the concussions as a kid helped any. Probably the reason why I had every conceivable ADD symptom for 40 years. But I do think the scrapes and bruises and gashes really do a kid some good.

                          Cracks me up every time I see a parent rush to help they're kid before they're even crying. Honestly, I always looked away for a second if I saw my kids fall down, just so they wouldn't milk it. Trust me, if they're really hurt, you'll know it, and then you can help bandage them up! By the time my oldest son was in junior high, he had made his own triage kit, a box filled with bandages, hydrogen peroxide and first aid tape.
                          Is that just because you didn't help him though

                          I agree parents these days are really overprotective. What happened to learning from your mistakes? My mum tells me in my first week of school I ran straight into a bar on the school climbing frame at my head height.

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                          • Originally posted by Owly View Post
                            I'm actually sort of shocked that I never broke a major bone as a kid. Toes and fingers, yes, and then my nose in my teens, but my significant breaks have been in adult life.
                            Same here, all the stuff I used to get up to. Some big cuts and bruises but never broke anything.

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                            • Originally posted by Baloo View Post
                              Is that just because you didn't help him though
                              LOL! No, he just raced motorcycles and did a lot of BMX riding with his friends, so he got road rash quite often and sometimes while I was at work. He even got himself a concussion when he was riding down a steep slope at school and the front wheel popped off. The forks planted in the dirt and he endoed. Lost consciousness and had a seizure, which I didn't find out about until later. Sadly, he doesn't remember the only cool part, which was the ride in the ambulance, but it did give him a little dose of popularity for a few weeks. I kind of freaked out the ER staff because I was used to this kind of thing. Like mother, like son.
                              Durp.

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                              • I never have broken any bones
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