When I was a baby - I was a total pain! And you can see the proof from my dad's scars on his back. :) I didn't mean to but it happened. We used to live in a two-storey house, meaning we had stairs.
People use stairs to get up and down the house. Me? I saw it as way of 'sliding' downstairs. So, what happened? My dad saw me running to the stairs, and because I was too fast, he had to grab hold of me and 'slide' on his back. Of course, since I was still young and unable to think what's right and what's wrong. What's fun and what's dangerous. So, I can't really say I'm a pain. I can be, unintentionally that is. :)
Alhamdulillah. If it weren't for my dad, I might not be able to see this day and write this entry. So, before I go. I'd like to say
Thank you Ayah!
I love you!