DS1, at about 18 months, walked into my pantry and, before I could stop him, lifted a jug of milk and, at the same time, gashed his eyebrow on a low shelf. So I had a child covered in milk and blood. Off we went to the Children's Hospital for stitches - 44 years later he still has the scar. About a year later, I came back from a shopping trip to be told by my then OH that DS had fallen on the stairs and hurt his arm. So I then had a child in a plaster cast, and another, by that time, in a buggy. To this day DH swears that his dad pushed him! Between the two of them, we became quite well known in A&E. Strangely, their own DC don't seem to have inherited this accident prone-ness. Fingers still crossed. 