tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4288208729754790211.post2242723825457000643..comments2008-12-28T13:04:18.837-05:00Comments on You know... whatever: And the Bad Parent of the Year Award goes to...buddysnuddyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04445926526063461728noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4288208729754790211.post-10028644758665067252007-11-17T13:28:00.000-05:002007-11-17T13:28:00.000-05:00I lost Grandmother of the Year when Cameron was ab...I lost Grandmother of the Year when Cameron was about 9 months old. We had bought the latches for the cabinet doors, but had not installed them yet. He crawled into the kitchen and pulled up on the cabinet door. (Aww...look, he can pull up.) I glanced away to see if Coot had seen the accomplishment when I heard the glass break. Cameron had broken a giant bottle of Jack Daniel's and fallen face first into the glass. Some how he got only one tiny cut. (God watches out for fools and babies.) After I realized that he was OK, and that I wasn't going to have a heart attack, I tried to figure out how to squeeze JD out of overalls. I invented a new drink....Jack and Jeans.Been there, done thathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09703596398457305149noreply@blogger.com