My parents were and are pretty awesome. They were just the right mix of easygoing and strict. They trusted us heaps but if we ever broke that trust they came down like a tonne of bricks. They worked hard and valued learning, and encouraged us without pushing us too hard.
I never remembered how little we were supervised until mum was recounting a story about the time my brother and cousin (under 10 at the time) sawed up my uncle's futon in the garage. I was incredulous that she and my aunty let them play in the garage with tools by themselves when they were so little!