While I was out this morning dh decided totake ds (9), dd3 (2) and the 8 month labrador to the woods (something I'd never do because I can't keep my eye on everyone at once....). Next thing I get in Sainsbury's is phone call to say dd fell in septic pond - ds was getting the blame for her running down a bank (50m away from dh) and ending up up to her neck in slime. Ds jumped in - it was up to his chest - and held her above the surface until dh dragged them out. Poor ds is still in shock - I told dh he shouldn't have a) taken the baby and b) left her so far away from him. Fortunately she's OK. Scary. Why do men think they can do 4 things at once when the things are as important as the baby's safety?