FWIW (as someone who doesn’t have kids, but was one not somewhat more recently)
My dad gave me a TON of freedom growing up. I didn’t hear “no” often. Sure, if I was misbehaving or something like that, he shut it down, but he gave me a lot of room to try things on my own.
Some examples may explain better. I spent most of my childhood running through the woods behind our neighborhood with my friends. Making forts, fishing, playing with a BB gun, whittling sticks with my pocketknife (never into anything, I think young boys just like to cut things).
I tried tons of sports. Never any that cost a lot of money to be fair, they were all through school, but I was free to try whatever I wanted. Same with clubs, or any other extra curricular things.
Growing into my teenage years, I had a lot of freedom with my social life. As a result, I can honestly say I never snuck out of the house, or lied to my dad about what I was doing. One of the farthest examples, but when I was 17 a girl I knew had too much to drink at a party with some older guys, felt unsafe, and called me at 0100 asking me to give her a ride home. I woke up my dad, told him what was going on, and said I needed to handle this. And he said okay. Gave me some advice about being smart about it, and to call him if I felt I couldn’t handle the situation. I got the girl, dropped her off at her house, and came back to my dad just sitting at the kitchen table, staying up to make sure I was alright. Maybe it’s not that big of a deal, but it made an impact on me as a teenager that my dad trusted me like that, and I felt that he was proud of me for being that type of kid others would call in a bad situation.
Now, he did say no sometimes. If I wanted to do something too dangerous? Hard no. (Like my attempt at 16 to buy a motorcycle.) If I got a B on a report card? Hard no, he would be making sure I worked harder. (Which I do credit for my straight A’s. My school gave sort of “progress reports,” and a lot of B grades turned into As by the end of the semester because dad wouldn’t accept anything else.) And he never really said it out loud, so I’m not entirely sure how this is true, but it is, he made it very clear that if I ever mistreated a girl I was dating he would end me lol. All of which I think is pretty fair.
But the freedom he did give me gave me a lot of opportunity growing up to learn the kind of person I wanted to be, to challenge my sense of capability and responsibility in an environment that wasn’t entirely parental controlled (though again he had his limits with me on risk), and really fostered a relationship between my dad and I that was based on him trusting me, and me honestly valuing that trust as something I didn’t want to mess up.
Now, I don’t have kids, so god knows I have no idea the kind of parent I’ll be, and every situation is different, but I like to think I ended up alright, and I really do credit a lot of that to the controlled freedom my dad gave me as a kid.