- Jun 15, 2001
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....for what you construe you have just done to your child?
I've got a 9 y/o boy that's as sweet and solid a human being you can be...just doesn't like the danger thing, and would rather ride his KLX110 on the street while making his social rounds in the neighborhood.
But I've got this 4 y/o daughter that is a total freakin' firecracker. To say she likes to scare herself is an understatement.
Proceeding with caution one day (several months ago), I took the kdx50's throttle position down as far as possible and mounted her up on it in thick, tall grass. I'm standing there in cowboy boots, she pins the throttle and bolts away. :ohmy:
I took off after her with all I had, but 'spun out'. Suddenly, I'm laying on my stomach, watching her blast across the damn road heading toward a two-level wooden fence (the kind with 3 or 4 inch thick horizontal wooden posts running through the the vertical ones) at 20 or so mph. :whoa:
Time stands still. You see yourself putting flowers on a grave. You see yourself being admonished and chastized by all who know you. You see yourself in prison. You see your child dying.
...ever had that feeling?
I couldn't talk about it for weeks. I had nightsweats. I didn't dare tell my own parents, who routinely attempted to physically harm or kill me on a daily basis when I was that age. ;)
Ever been scared like that? And on top of it, realize that it was your own dumb ass that caused the problem?
Thankfully, and consistent with her constitution, she slammed through the fence, breaking through the bottom post, and despite being fencelined by the upper post causing her to do a few reverse 360's in mid air, she (through the crying) asked to be put back on the bike for another go.... :whoa:
Ever had that feeling? I'm still not over it. And frankly, she hasn't remounted the thing because of it.
I've got a 9 y/o boy that's as sweet and solid a human being you can be...just doesn't like the danger thing, and would rather ride his KLX110 on the street while making his social rounds in the neighborhood.
But I've got this 4 y/o daughter that is a total freakin' firecracker. To say she likes to scare herself is an understatement.
Proceeding with caution one day (several months ago), I took the kdx50's throttle position down as far as possible and mounted her up on it in thick, tall grass. I'm standing there in cowboy boots, she pins the throttle and bolts away. :ohmy:
I took off after her with all I had, but 'spun out'. Suddenly, I'm laying on my stomach, watching her blast across the damn road heading toward a two-level wooden fence (the kind with 3 or 4 inch thick horizontal wooden posts running through the the vertical ones) at 20 or so mph. :whoa:
Time stands still. You see yourself putting flowers on a grave. You see yourself being admonished and chastized by all who know you. You see yourself in prison. You see your child dying.
...ever had that feeling?
I couldn't talk about it for weeks. I had nightsweats. I didn't dare tell my own parents, who routinely attempted to physically harm or kill me on a daily basis when I was that age. ;)
Ever been scared like that? And on top of it, realize that it was your own dumb ass that caused the problem?
Thankfully, and consistent with her constitution, she slammed through the fence, breaking through the bottom post, and despite being fencelined by the upper post causing her to do a few reverse 360's in mid air, she (through the crying) asked to be put back on the bike for another go.... :whoa:
Ever had that feeling? I'm still not over it. And frankly, she hasn't remounted the thing because of it.