Maybe it's a lack depth perception. Maybe it's decreased understanding of how much it might hurt. Maybe it's just an innate bring-it-on attitude. Whatever it is, the prospect of falling from heights does not faze my little girl. Walking around on the couch. Leaning precariously over the edge of our bed. Standing on the counter. Walking quickly towards the top of the porch steps. Apparently my daughter has no fear of hurtling off a high surface. Head injuries. Broken bones. Bumps and bruises. She apparently laughs in the face of these dangers. But fearless? Not quite. Because grass...well that's still a little scary.