i'm not really accident prone. never broke anything aside from a window with my bare hand.. (blonde moment) the one big thing i remember was when i was 4-ish and reached over the coffee table to get the milk and caused the coffee pot with freshly turkish brewed coffee to tip over and spill all over my right forearm, causing my synthetic jumper to melt onto my skin. i remember crying and mom taking me to the bathroom to run cold water over my arm. next thing i remember is sitting on my mom's lap at the doctor's, the blinds half closed and afternoon sun barely lighting the room as he started to peel the melted pullover off my arm, causing the burnt skin to come off with it and i sat there giggling cause it tickled and both doctor and mom looked at me like i was a mutant...