I think raising the turtles would be terrifying

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I think raising the turtles would be terrifying
Personally, I hate the idea that Splinter put too much responsibility on Raph as a form of neglect. This is coming as an older sibling with a similar age difference between Raph and Mikey.
Splinter was an single dad who has been mutated, with 4 children all within 3 years of each other in age. That is impossible to do all by yourself.
So picture this; Raph is the oldest at 5. Leo and Donnie are 4 and are the reasons why Splinter has grey hair. Constantly getting into trouble. Either bothering each other or enabling each other. Combine this with a 3 year old Mikey that also has the habit of getting in trouble and you get a dad that needs to be everywhere at once.
And yeah, it’s not ideal to have a 5 year old watch a 3 year old, but it’s less of a “take care of him” responsibility and more of a “yell at me if he’s dying” kinda thing.
And that's not to say that it wasn't far too much responsibility for baby Raph. But Splinter sometimes just needed an extra hand when dealing with the younger boys.
Idk, I think that a lot of people put a lot of expectations on Splinter to be a good father, but it's really hard not to mess up even if you have good resources.
Okay, in this episode of...
Rise Splinter is a good parent, yall are just mean
I want to talk about his training/how he was trained.
I like to think that he never planned to teach the turtles how to fight. They only took interest after Splinter showed them his films. (He wasn't going to leave them uncultured for godsakes). They begged him to teach them, they even weaponized their puppy eyes on him.
So he tried to make it fun for them because he remembered hating training with his grandpa. It was running drills over and over until he perfected them, getting scrutinized for little mistake here or there. It was far too intensive for his age at the time. And it made him hate martial arts for a while.
When he moved to America, chorographing action scenes and getting creative let him really fall in love with it. He hated his grandfather for making it seems so bland and uninteresting.
So he wanted to do that with his kids. Show them that martial arts can be fun. But he also didn't want to make them feel like they had too.
But I think the real reason that he didn't train them traditionally, is because it would imply that they would someday have to fight for their lifes. And he hated that idea.
This is mostly just rambles but yeah, that's just what I think.
I think when the turts were little, they used to put on little plays and musicals for Splinter. Most of them where recreations of Lou Jitsu and/or Jim Jupiter movies.
By the time they are 10, 9, and 8, they had a little production going. They would make a ticket and then give it to Splinter a surprise present.
“A new show from my favourite performers? When’s the show?”
Mikey giggling: “tonight.”
“Tonight?! I’ll have to clear my schedule.”
They would set up a little booth where they would take Splinter’s ticket and lead him to the recliner.
They would always get standing ovations.
As they grew up, they started copying broadway shows (to the best of their abilities) but that never got translated to Splinter. He thought that his boys were still making these up.
After the Kranng, they want to do something really special. April has been doing an occasional show with them forever, and now with the Caseys, they have enough people to do an actual show.
And they decide to do Hamilton.
Splinter (and Draxum) is absolutely blown away by the end.
And they begin to thing that their sons musical was so good, they put the main character on the 10 dollar bill.