Early one Saturday morning, my parents had decided to take a well-deserved rest and sleep in. At the time they had two loud, annoying children (four more would come eventually, though if you told them this at that time they might have started weeping) and had decided to take a small break from it all. It was doomed from the start. 
With a loud BOOM their bedroom door burst open. Standing in the doorway, in his underwear, wild-eyed and crazy-haired, stood…me, age 4.
Perils and Pitfalls 