What other people could do in your house that they can't do it in other houses?

They can climb on the roof, & spar in the kitchen.

They can swing from the chandelier,but if their feet touch my coffee table, I’ll beat their a$$! ;)

Clean up all bodily fluids after playing in the dungeon.

Oh, & they can spray-paint my brother’s old room!

My later to be daughter-in-law was amazed that my son was allowed to burp at the table and crow about it.

Jam. My basement is a ready to go music jam area. Plus riding the zip line in the yard naked is pretty fun.

They can vacum and do the dishes.

Play with a microscope, finger paint, work on bikes, ride a bike through the house, get their hands dirty in creative pursuits, pet a bunny, burp and then figure out what animal it sounded like, put your shoes on the couch, use the viewmaster projector.

Things you cannot do in our house- insult anyone, put a drink down without a coaster, put feet up on the coffee table (it’s the one piece of furniture of value) and being mean to the animals that live here.

They can listen to my awesome stories.

- watch a movie in the screening room
– jump on the trampoline in the back yard
– turn the stereo up really loud because my neighbors are very cool

one thing they cannot do is wear their shoes inside the house :P

They can throw fruit off the balcony into an empty lot and watch it splatter.
We do it all the time. We’ve even bought fruit just for that reason.

Swim in our pool!

i agree with cruiser. Jam.
get necked. drink my beer.

Eat anything they can find. Find things to eat literally anywhere. I stash and hoard me sweets in the most convenient and inconvenient places. Buddy walks in: “FOOD?” Me, from the basement: “TRY THE GUITAR!” Buddy, having found crackers in the guitar case: “THANKS!” walks out

Oh, this is about rules? I thought it was about opportunities. In my house you can look up a word in five dictionaries without leaving the living room. Come on down the hall and I’ll find you ten or twenty more.

Rules. I’ll have to think about that.

We pee outside – a lot.

The only rule is to not bother me about food and just find it yourself.

Ok, here’s one. This goes back to when my kids were young enough to have babysitters. I usually hired babysitters with children of their own, women who couldn’t get hired at regular jobs because they couldn’t afford day care themselves. They brought their kids to my house and watched them all.

In addition to the usual things, I had a few special rules. For one thing, I made every babysitter promise and practice to say “lie down” instead of “lay down” because I did not want my little children forming speech patterns I couldn’t stand to hear. I wanted them to grow up knowing that if they were going to bed, they were going to lie down.

It was also a rule of mine that any kid in the house could have all the milk he or she wanted to drink. My frugal babysitters were very sparing with food and cautious about what they used of mine. I was as liberal as I could afford to be (which was usually modest), but I didn’t want any child, theirs or mine, to be told that he or she couldn’t have another glass of milk. So I bought plenty and said, “Let them have their fill.”

Smoke weed, raid the fridge, eat in the living room…the simple things.

I’m not sure if there is anymore. I used to be an anything goes person, but I have become a lot less so as I have gotten older, more at stake I guess, more to lose. Basically no drugs, no guns, no porn on my computer, I don’t care what you do on your own computer, and no cigarettes, and I’m a smoker, I don’t even allow myself to smoke in my house, and no bringing strangers home to my house from a bar, etc. . Anything else goes, I think. Is there anything else? Have I prohibited all fun from occurring in my house? Well, maybe I have, but it’s my house. Make your mistakes elsewhere.

We have no shoes in the house, no technology on Tuesdays, and movie Mondays. On the weekend the alarm is set for 6.30, and no one is allowed to sleep in. We also always have to go out on the weekends, be it a full-on day trip or just to the local park or coffee shop. It sounds a bit militant, but I have a fear of lying in bed/on the sofa all day while life passes us by outside.

I guess something that’s unusual in our house is that you will be expected to sit on the floor if you come around. We have a sofa, but here in South Korea sitting on the floor is the norm. We eat, study, compute, have art time, play games, drink tea; all at a low table on the floor.

When we eat clams and oysters and salmon, we can throw the shells and bones out the door or window into the bay.

Nobody is allowed to smoke in my house, and if they want to smoke on the patio they must clost the door so that their smoke doesn’t come inside. And parents must keep their children from touching and breaking my stuff or messing on my couches and carpets and such – people who allow their kids to be unruly in another’s house infuriates me. I’ve never really had the need for other rules, as the people i have over at my house know how to behave themselves when visiting someone else’s house. I also don’t like when people mess around in my kitchen cupboards and put things where they don’t belong – i don’t have a rule about this, but i silently get angry when this happens. The only guests that i will allow to roam freely in my kitchen is my mum, dad and my sister, because i know they’ll not screw around in there and annoy me.