i figure, you know the shows, and more importantly you know the kid, so you got a better idea of what hes ready for than i do.  

you dont strike me as the type that would give a kid five bucks and tell him to meet back in the parking lot at midnight, so, probably not too much to worry bout.  

coupla shows back, i remember this lil kid, maybe mighta been ten, poppin up outta nowhere in the mosh pit.  i mean, the dad was right there, makin sure he was cool.  but we all kinda dialed it back to the kids level, pulled our hits, even theatrically oversold the kids hits.  like, the kid would charge into a ninja, and the ninja would throw himself back across the pit full-force, like he just got spear tackled.  it was some hella entertaining shit, i wished somebody had recorded it.  like a three-foot wrestler clearing the ring.  little juggalito was whuppin up.