Earliest memories of trouble

Well there happened to be this day, when I was about a year and a half old. Obviously as a little kid you are going to do things that your parents don't want you to be doing because simply you don't quite understand what is right or wrong yet. So needless to say I had been doing something that I wasn't supposed to be doing, we had gone to the park and I decided to climb up on a park bench. I guess my parents weren't watching or something and all of a sudden I find myself falling off this park bench, and I wasn't a real big guy at this point (nor am I today). But I fell off the bench and smashed my face into the concrete walkway...teaches me not to do that again? From this fall I ended up breaking 3 of my front teeth and having pretty bad road burn. And after all of that and a lovely trip to the ER, I get put in time-out because I shouldn't have been on the bench, REALLY? How after you get seriously hurt, and I was only 1 1/2 at the time can you tell me that I was doing wrong. I was exploring, or thought I was. In part I would say as a child under 3 you probably shouldn't be climbing on things that if you fall you may seriously hurt yourself because your parents aren't going to be happy. ESPECIALLY if they don't know that you are doing it.