When my son Dylan was about two, he ran over to the glass front door at this babysitter's house to see who was pulling up in the driveway. Unfortunately, whoever left the house last didn't close the door all the way, so he hit it full force, and it wasn't latched. He landed face first on the concrete porch. A few loose teeth, a fat lip, but he was fine.

My friend's son was walking in his grandparent's barn and stepped on the end of a rake that was hidden in the hay. The handle of the rake hit him in the face, just as he was talking or licking his lips or something, they aren't sure exactly. Anyway, the rake handle hit him in the tongue, and split his tongue right up the middle. He had to have a LOT of stitches in his tongue, poor kid. Can you imagine?

And my niece had one of those baby seats that are supposed to hang off the edges of tables. I suppose they work ok on wooden tables, but she put it on her glass table. It started to slip off with her son in it, and he instinctively reached to grab something ... which was unfortunately some big heavy glass vase centerpiece on the table. So he landed on the floor with the vase on his face. A few loose teeth, a fat lip, but he was fine.

Kids are amazingly resiliant.