9 year old logic

So last night Sydney is outside riding her scooter, enjoying the warm weather. So I've told her, wear your helmet, it will save your head if you fall. What is her answer??? "I don't fall mom" Ok, um, wear your helmet anyway. So she goes outside with the helmet in hand, doesn't put it on her head (OF COURSE SHE'S INDESTRUCTABLE AND MOM IS OLD) and proceeds to go to the top of the hill. Rides down the hill on her scooter, runs over her perpetually untied shoe lace (Thats the style now mom, its cool not to tie your shoes) and does a face plant into the pavement. Ok, I'm not saying that this is anything new for the 9 year old logic. For me it was a very cool pink Huffy bike that I was expressly forbidden to do pop a wheelies on. I didn't stop doing the pop a wheelies until after the 6 stiches in my chin. Did my parents show sympathy after the initial stitches, um nope, dad said, "were you doing pop a wheelies?" Yep, dad also said, "You're not the only one who doesn't listen" and showed me the scar in his chin, and pointed out the scar over my younger brother's eye, where he had ignored the rule of seatbelts in the back of the van and fallen into the refrigerator. So, what do we see here class??? The 9 year old mind does not have much good logic in it when it comes to risk. As I walked towards my screetching daughter yesterday I remained calm, the neighbor's sitter who was already with Sydney probably thought I was kind of heartless, I wasn't running toward her, since she was screaming her head off, I knew she might hurt, might be scared, but wasn't damaged forever. Sure enough, she has a good fat lip and a nice scratch on her chest, no loose teeth, no chips, no bitten off tounge and no missing digits. Did she tie her shoes after this incident, no, it still isn't cool. Did she say she would wear her helmet next time, no, it is dorky looking and no one else wears one. ARRRGHHH, childhood is an adventure, for ALL INVOLVED!