I lived with a lot of siblings and cousins. It's wonder we didn't poison ourselves. We would dare each other to eat all manner of things we found growing in the woods. I do remember we would never eat a mushroom, poke berry, or buckeye. We were told once they were poison and if we were dumb enough to eat one then we were dumb enough to die according to adults. I can't remember any child having a protective parent when I was growing up. In fact if we did get hurt, usually we got a spanking for it.