that gorilla thread got me thinking.
i dont have kids, so i cant rank my own parenting skills. i am an awful babysitter..and technically my god-baby navigated the stairs safely. hell, his stair skills are BECAUSE of me.
anyway, i had parents. they were okay. i didnt die. came close tho. we were in Vancouver. i was maybe seven. my family was catching a bus to go back to our hotel. we missed the bus and it pulled away from the stop. i dont know what got into my pea brain, but i sprinted after it. i ran across a street and i saw the car barreling down on me..next thing i knew i was levitating..my feet flew out in front of me as my upper body came to an abrupt stop. my dad had caught up with me and grabbed me by the collar of my jacket and clothslined me to safety. my dad was fast!!
being a parent must be insane..you cant watch the kids all the time..no way. one of my best friends lost her child in a swimming pool accident..that crushed the family. sucked the joy right out of it. i just isnt the same anymore. they got divorced and everything.
oh, i almost pushed my little brother into a steaming hot water pit at yellowstone park. i cant believe all those walkways had no guardrails back then. i would have been busted/grounded..but my mom almost burned down the cabin..haha..
gah..i kinda remember a lot of my youth.