…..We lived on or was surrounded by dirt roads for most all our girls lives and they were well acquainted with them. I was that mama though, who was constantly telling them what to look out for. You would think with all the warning I did that I never let them have fun. But I did. They had the privilege of growing up country. Living in the country and enjoying every aspect and freedom it offered. They rode their bikes down almost every dirt road in the area with cousins and friends. They were always home when they were supposed to be. If they got into a pickle while they were out– they had enough common sense to deal with it. They had certain freedoms when they were adolescents, and as they were growing up–more freedom was given- as the maturity level advanced.
The WHOLE story is found here on my personal blog.
Jeff & Angie 