Date: 2010-09-20 04:25 pm (UTC)
Being out in the middle of no place, rural Virginia, I never spent a night alone until sometime after I hit college. The closest I came may have been a half night when I was 15 (dad was working shift work and my grandmother and sister were visiting relatives), though they could've arranged things so that was the daylights and 4pm-midnight shift section, so that dad was home by 12:30 am.

I don't tell her about cracking her head open or putting her eye out. She does thought have to sit in the backseat and there will be negotiations when she gets to be old enough to drive. (I do not think 16 year olds have enough life experience to drive in the metro DC area.)

My mother was killed in a carwreck and my sister gravely injured. I know how dangerous cars are and when the kidlet asks to sit in the front seat I say point blank, "No. It's too dangerous. I'm not risking what happened to your auntie happening to you."
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