I almost killed a 3 year old this weekend. We went to Ikea yesterday to order a pantry for our kitchen and on the way out we passed the kids section. They have all kinds of cool stuff and Marc just had a ball. They had popup tunnels and tents and cool toys. They had this little wooden rocking moose and Marc got on it. There was this kid sitting at one of the little tables, playing with an abacus and some kiddie plates about 5 feet away. As soon as Marc starts rocking, the kid jumps up and grabs him by the arm and tries to yank him off of it onto the floor. I think I handled it pretty well, but man did I want to knock that kid into next week. Luckily, Marc was pretty clueless and just got off and went to play with something else.