tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666297985337182918.post4896924125093810258..comments2023-05-11T11:01:39.499+01:00Comments on From Top to Bottom - Perfume Patter: Bath water blues and perfume prattleMichaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894218954285865917noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666297985337182918.post-15292585871495484522011-02-14T00:29:40.514+00:002011-02-14T00:29:40.514+00:00We do what we can do - again we're all human *...We do what we can do - again we're all human *many hugs* And I'm glad your pal is a happy guy these day. Hope you're not still beating yourself up!<br /><br />Oh and btw, I am one of of six siblings, so I have many more parent-oops stories to relate! ;)Carolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06394558427981331885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666297985337182918.post-41593343893405244982011-02-12T22:43:46.131+00:002011-02-12T22:43:46.131+00:00Frida thanks for the kind comment and the anecdote...Frida thanks for the kind comment and the anecdotes. Some crazy times! Speaking of garage doors, a friend of mine years ago had one of his toes squashed by a weight from the door that snapped and fell on his foot. It was not pretty - he pretty much lost his big toe, which was crushed beyond repair. Fortunately he still turned out a fairly happy guy!Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06894218954285865917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666297985337182918.post-59661287814479440062011-02-12T17:11:16.204+00:002011-02-12T17:11:16.204+00:00*hugs* I understand how you feel about your childr...*hugs* I understand how you feel about your children. Once when sitting in my mom and dad's yard, the garage door broke and came slamming down and Joseph (my son) was only a few feet away. Fortunately I screamed his name (as he was running into the garage to get a toy) and he stopped to look at me and wasn't squashed by the huge door. Having children is such a pleasure and a heart-break - we do what we can, but no parent is perfect nor are we psychics. You are a good father!<br /><br />Another time Joseph and I were at a party and there was a pool in the yard and he fell in WITHOUT me realising it for a few seconds, until I was able to fish him out. He was scared, but when I asked him the other day (he's 23 now) if he remembered that, he doesn't at all.<br /><br />The funniest parent-oops occurred when my brother and I were small. My mom loved talking on the phone to her sister in Pennsylvania and this was before mobile phones, so she was stuck in the kitchen. Me and brother were running around the dining room like maniacs, so my Mom grabbed what she thought was a stuffed animal and walloped by brother as he ran by the kitchen door. Ooops - that stuffed animal had a music box in it and my brother was bleeding like crazy. When later we were at the grocery store with his head bandaged, my brother proudly pointed out to on-lookers "My Mom did that to me!" Thank goodess this all happened in the mid-60s, or she would have been called by Child Services!Carolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06394558427981331885noreply@blogger.com