Learning To Fly

You think you trust your children? I let mine take me up in a four-seater, single prop airplane, take the controls, and actually fly the friendly ("I think I'm going to die") skies.  So, yeah, I trust them; and, in general, if I'm wrong, I'd still rather go down with my kids knowing I believed in them, even after my guts are smeared along a mountainside, because my thirteen year old was in control of a four-seater, single prop airplane.