I fell out of a car (stationary) when I was 6 months old. My mother read my dad the riot act, about how she'd warned him that I was rolling, etc.
Thing is, this was 1968, and I was probably loose in the backseat (no carseats) on every journey. All that guilt my dad felt, but you think of the bigger risk they were taking that they didn't even realise.
Mealtimes with 3 children under 6 are messy, many spills. DH keeps sending DS1 for "a cloth" from the kitchen. DS1 comes back with a tea towel or similar & gets told off... why? Because DH really meant get the sponge! Why can't he say "sponge"??