After reading Marcus Ranums post on dA (http://mjranum.deviantart.com/journal/20534741/) (recommend everyone to read it) I really have to say that i don’t want my future kids growing up dumb.
I want kids that have bruised themselves climbing trees, maybe broken a leg or an arm, got a nail right through their foot and cut themselves shaving (of course by then i assume they have had all the other stuff)
I want them to be comfortable seeing a g guy running butt naked down the street and rather laugh about it than come running to me screaming “daddy daddy, that man is scaring me”
Myself, well i am uncomfortable being nude in public and of course as any normal sane kid, i don’t want to see my parents nude (sadly that has happened more than once already) Other than those (and other relatives) i love to see a nice bare booty, a vagina puts a grin on my face (or a grim pending on the age) and a dick will generally make me laugh (unless it comes my way)
Porn is something i see as healthy, i have had stitches right on top of my head as a result of a clumsy best friend (don’t worry, long since forgiven, although i do remind him from time to time :p ) and i have even despite even hating to go topless (and yes i am a guy) been streaking down the main street of my hometown (true it was midnight and i was alone with 2 other guys only but still counts) and you know. I am perfectly fine. My family (or rather my mothers side) has never really been the ones comfortable talking about sex either but thats slowly changing too. (thank god i am capable of keeping the images out of my head)
I want my kids to feel comfortable being who they are around whatever it may be. If they haven’t received a cut or anything how will they be able to keep cool if they get mugged by some crazy ass dude with a knife? If they watch porn and get a boner (assuming i get a son) how the hell will he go about it. I hope he doesn’t do what i did the first time i watched porn with someone (which ended in a poor attempt to hide it, something i still hear about today nearly a decade later)
My kids will climb trees, they will accidentally hammer their own thumb and they will cut themselves. They will if lucky have sex earlier than me (although not before they are 16 i hope) and they will feel comfortable with it and they will not be a skeptic about everything around them.
Its bad enough having paranoia over strangers (something i still struggle a little with) and the threat of terrorism looming over us all the time, not to mention the other raving lunatics out there. What joys they can find in life i want them to have them and what experiences they can get (well apart from killing and doing drugs) i want them to have despite how bad they are. I want my kids also to know that they can come to me and talk about it without fearing to get grounded or get yelled at. I want them to be able to feel that they can have a relationship with me not only as a dad, but also as someone who can be there for them.
I want them to know that if they get hurt they can come to me. But as much as it pains me, i do want them to get hurt on their own so they know what it is like. Not knowing pain is the greatest pain of all cause you don’t know what to do when it suddenly hits.
Its the same as if you lose someone close to you. You want to mourn but as we all know, we never know quite how cause each loss is different and each case is unique.
I want them to connect with their emotions and talk to me about them. I want them to grow up in a world where i don’t see: “not suitable for kids between the age of — and –” but rather see wise young minds growing up with comfortable and with experience to deal with their surroundings rather than shield themselves from them.
