My questions: (1) any bone sticking out? (2) blood in spurts? (3) anybody unconscious/nonresponsive? If the answers to all those are "no," ride on!
That’s the motto.
I spent one afternoon with my niece and nephew, my niece ended up with two scraped knees and palms, because stupid me let her run to the pool, who knew running was so dangerous? And then my boys tried to teach my nephew ultimate fighting moves. A huge rain came and I brought them outside and let them play, they had never been barefoot in a puddle before or played in the rain. Weird very weird.
LOL. Me too. My motto was/is "if you ain't bleeding, you ain't hurt". Kinds are mostly made of rubber anyway. I don't understand how freaked out people are today about kids. I had about a 20 mile radius from home where you could find me on weekends when I wasn't working (child labor laws don't apply to family members). I grew up in Clear Lake, south of Houston, and would regularly ride 50-60 miles in a day during the summer while it was 100° and 100% humidity.
These days, that would kill me :-)