My youngest daughter (12) is the eeeeuuuwww!!!! one. My oldest was walking with me back in NY barefoot through the pasture and stepped in a cow pie with bare feet. She looked down, flipped the excess from her foot and kept right on going. She can handle about anything that comes at her. I had her in the woods on my back hunting squirrels back east. She would get mad if I didn't let her carry the animals. I had to watch if we got too many, she would start dropping them. lol I would give up every elk on the planet to have back those beginning years with my girls.