All the biters are fairly 'robust' headcases energetic children.
Maybe it's because I ate all the stuff I usually ate during pregnancy and fed the children without the modern worries surrounding honey, peanuts, raw eggs in cake mix and whatever else is the nightmare du jour 
I admit that as a new Mum I sterilised for longer than 'normal' with DS1 but relaxed after I caught him eating bugs in the garden. We didn't 'do' stairgates beyond toddling age..I taught them to come down the stairs (much to the abject horror of other parents). We also neglected to put locks on the cupboards, choosing to teach them that those cupboards were not for them (as a result biters aged 10,9 & 6 still ask to go in the cupboard under the sink).
All the biters climb trees, leap into paddling & swimming pools, swing on zip lines and generally attack the unknown and interesting both physically and academically with gusto (and I include food).
I took the approach that you can't stop them doing things, you just have to try and teach them to think even momentarily about the possible consequences. Road safety, reins as toddlers, swimming lessons etc were all absolute musts for example. Baby monitors, on the other hand, were never baby sitters and you can't parent from the sofa.
We never encopuraged whining or excessive tears and tiaras. If you come screaming down the garden like a leg has fallen off it had better have fallen off
non of the molly-coddling I witnessed with so many other Mums (especially with girls). Not being judgemental or neglectful there-what I mean is that falling down didn't immediately illicit a huge intake of breath and scaring sprinting towards the child on my part. Not unless they were doing that mouth open no sound thing, then I was hot-footing it!
I am always amazed at the unnecessary risks some parents take with teens, tbh. I have seen numerous, ordinarily very sensible parents allow mass mixed sex, unsupervised camping trips or trips miles and miles away to 'parties' and then be thoroughly confused when it all goes pear shaped-either with booze or social issues or worse. Social media is the brand new scurge of the teen years in my opinion and whilst my eldest has the dreaded facebook I am the 'emergency default' e-mail and have the general day to day password.
I try to educate instead of saying a blanket no to things, for example DS1, 15, watched the paedophile hunter on C4 a while back in connection to safety online and we use Jeremy Kyle and similar as a jumping off points for discussions surrounding sex, contraception, responsibility etc etc. Not exactly PC but it gives rise to some open, genuine conversation that a more 'staged' approach might not illicit.
I try not to take undue risks with my life, (although we moved halfway round the World this year), especially as DH has a fairly high risk profession but I'm not cotton-wool-ish as regards having fun.
Feel free to contact me but be aware there's a time difference. 