Kids, and I gave them every opportunity. They are in their 30's now. Ungrateful, still, too.
Boat swampings ( they refer to my old trustworthy 1972 boat as "the submersible". Once, Ty was hoping for a helicopter rescue.), living in bear habitat with bears regularly through the yard, "moose hunts", mama moose giving birth to calves in the yard, driving rain storms on camping trips ("just lay there- I don't care if your are in a puddle of water, we need the weight for the tent not to blow away!" ) , trips to the remote cabin which they for some reason term "survival trips", leaving them alone in malls (damn- they have good directional skills!), fishing trips to remote lakes when they had chicken pox. etc.
They know "deal with it!"
I like to think of myself as a good parent..... What the hell - I tried and failed - they will make it, whatever.
