When my middle child was a baby he went staggering across the living room, eager to run while barely walking, tripped on Dad's legs and went forehead-first into the brick hearth and got a giant goosegg.

Same kid a year or so later, different house: I came out of the bathroom to find both kids (aged 5 and 2) had climbed from a bed to a windowsill and were trying to wave to their uncle in the driveway. 5-yr-old leaned forward to see better and 2-yr-old was pushed through the screen and tumbled out. Below the window was a piece of metal pipe with two elbows and little guy's forehead over his left eye needed 14 stitches. I freaked out for a good couple minutes because I thought his forehead was dented in, but it was only the gash being kinda bunched up that looked like that.

Those were not the last stitches that kid needed 😰 in spite of all my efforts!