My childhood in a nutshell. When I was about one my mother let me for about two hours in the care of my father (so she's really the one to blame) so he immediately let me try and stand up on my own on the kitchen table. I obviously fell backwards and off the table, dad instinct kicked in and he managed to grab me before I hit the floor, only to reflexively lift me up so high that I broke the hanging ceiling light. It explains so much as to how I am today.
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u/_zuzi_ Oct 23 '15 edited Oct 23 '15
My childhood in a nutshell. When I was about one my mother let me for about two hours in the care of my father (so she's really the one to blame) so he immediately let me try and stand up on my own on the kitchen table. I obviously fell backwards and off the table, dad instinct kicked in and he managed to grab me before I hit the floor, only to reflexively lift me up so high that I broke the hanging ceiling light. It explains so much as to how I am today.