Sunday, October 21, 2007
When I grew up there seemed to be less regard for safety. Helmets for bikes? Nah, not even if it was a motorcycle. If we crashed, we got banged up and picked ourselves right up again and rode home to get some peroxide and band aids. Or rode on the handlebars of one of our friend's bikes if ours got bent out of shape.
There's a great bit by a comedian I once heard on XM Comedy talking about how kids today maybe too "soft" because we over-protect them every time they go out of the house for some sort of activity. I used to laugh at that bit BEFORE I was a Dad. Now I am making sure those lap belts are secure in the car seat and his bike helmet (which has cool flames on it) is securely on his head before he pedals anywhere.