I always get a hitch in my chest when one of my kids walks too close to other kids on the swings, or climbs too high in a tree, or darts a few feet away from me in a parking lot. And sometimes I wonder if I'm just being overly paranoid.
Now, two-year-old Henry Berlin of Kentucky is dead, after being struck in the chest with a T-ball bat while playing with a YMCA group. The child swinging the bat was Henry's four-year-old sister.
Keep in mind, this was not a bunch of rowdy kids behaving recklessly. This was an organized event, supervised by a coach, who had no explanation for how the children got so close to one another while bats were being swung, but who simply said that Henry's death was, "the worst event of my life."
The worst event of his life? How about the girl who has to live the rest of his life knowing she killed her baby brother?
So I guess I'm not being paranoid. You really can never let your guard down for an instant.