I used this on One-Liner Wednesday a while back and it still holds true.
An episode of Two And A Half Men a few years ago centered around Alan’s choice of relatives to send Jake to live with in the unlikely event that he and his estranged wife both died. He chose some distant relatives that lived on a farm in Vermont, which upset his mother and his brother Charlie. Alan made things worse by saying that Charlie was too irresponsible to be left in charge of Jake.
Alan had to go somewhere and reluctantly left Jake in Charlie’s care. Jake and Charlie were playing basketball in the driveway and Jake took a tumble and ended up needing stitches. Charlie actually did all right in this crisis and got the kid to the hospital, but still felt guilty that Jake had been injured. Alan wasn’t upset at all, saying that "it’s part of the job of a boy to injure himself."
I know I certainly did my job, constantly running into the radiator, dropping something on my head, or otherwise injuring myself in ways that required a trip to the hospital. At one point, my father turned to Mom and said "Bunny, we’d better hurry up and have another. I don’t think this one is going to last."
One day (I was about three), I managed to split the skin at the corner of my eye badly enough to need stitches. By then, Mom was pretty fed up with having to rush me to the hospital to get stitches, so she pushed the two sides of the injury together and stuck a Band-Aid over it. I have a scar on the outer corner of one of my eyes that’s the result of that wound not healing correctly. It gives me something to talk about at parties.