[dpb]

Jack wrote:
I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack her
head on a protruding door knob. There is nothing I can do to change the
swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

I thought there might be something like a recessed door opener latch or
something like that but can't seem to find anything. Any ideas?? Thanks.

Tie sizable brightly colored ribbon on the knob and let it hang to catch
eye? Stick a sponge or cut a soft ball and put over knob for padding?

--

[Jack]

I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack her
head on a protruding door knob. There is nothing I can do to change the
swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

I thought there might be something like a recessed door opener latch or
something like that but can't seem to find anything. Any ideas?? Thanks.

[Jon Danniken[_2_]]

Jack wrote:
I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack
her head on a protruding door knob. There is nothing I can do to
change the swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

I thought there might be something like a recessed door opener latch
or something like that but can't seem to find anything. Any ideas??
Thanks.

Let her what her head against it, chances are she'll only do it once.

To deprive her of such an essential learning lesson is to expose her to a
lot of danger later in life when you aren't around 24/7 to hold her hand.

Jon

[Stormin Mormon]

Tennis ball, cut an X with a Muslim boarding pass, and pop
over the knob.

--
Christopher A. Young
Learn more about Jesus
www.lds.org
..


"dpb" wrote in message
...

Stick a sponge or cut a soft ball and put over knob for
padding?

--

[RicodJour]

On Oct 11, 10:43*am, "Jack" wrote:
I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack her
head on a protruding door knob. *There is nothing I can do to change the
swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

I thought there might be something like a recessed door opener latch or
something like that but can't seem to find anything. *Any ideas?? *Thanks.

Wrap her in bubble wrap...? While I understand your concern, it is
silly to think you can prevent her from bumping in to things. A door
knob won't do any more than make an ouchie. She's more likely to be
injured by a friend, a toy, a sibling, your driveway, the steps, the
kitchen table, you driving her around, etc., etc.

We learn by our mistakes and the sooner she learns to move carefully,
the better. Don't worry so much. You grew up in a world that wasn't
totally childproofed and you're none the worse for wear.

R

[Stormin Mormon]

You mispelled your last name. It's Darwin?

I do agree, though. You can't protect against everything.
When I was that age, I used to bang my head on the corner of
Dad's table saw. He cut wine corks length wise, cut out
about 1/4 and then taped them on the sharp corners. He also
did the string, with a washer and some bright orange tape
hanging down from the corner to catch my eye.

--
Christopher A. Young
Learn more about Jesus
www.lds.org
..


"Jon Danniken" wrote in
message ...

Let her what her head against it, chances are she'll only do
it once.

To deprive her of such an essential learning lesson is to
expose her to a
lot of danger later in life when you aren't around 24/7 to
hold her hand.

Jon

[[email protected][_2_]]

Jack wrote:
I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack her
head on a protruding door knob. There is nothing I can do to change the
swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

I thought there might be something like a recessed door opener latch or
something like that but can't seem to find anything. Any ideas?? Thanks.


I would be inclined to do something very temporary, like sticking a wad
of sponge on the knob. Get some bright colored nylon sponge cut wider
than the knob, and just stick it on with temporary glue. Put a smiley
on it to draw attention and she will either notice it more easily or
bump something softer. If she runs around bumping into a lot of stuff,
time to work on controlling her activity.

[RicodJour]

On Oct 11, 11:02*am, "Stormin Mormon"
wrote:

I do agree, though. You can't protect against everything.
When I was that age, I used to bang my head on the corner of
Dad's table saw. He cut wine corks length wise, cut out
about 1/4 and then taped them on the sharp corners. He also
did the string, with a washer and some bright orange tape
hanging down from the corner to catch my eye.

Yep, and you bent down to grab the pretty thing, and whacked your
head...repeatedly. Explains a lot.

R

[Stormin Mormon]

Oh, gosh. I've been outed! I'm a recovering table saw corner
banger. That's back before recessed door knobs had been
invented.

--
Christopher Y.
Learn more about table saws
www.bang-your-head.org
..


"RicodJour" wrote in message
...
On Oct 11, 11:02 am, "Stormin Mormon"
wrote:

I do agree, though. You can't protect against everything.
When I was that age, I used to bang my head on the corner
of
Dad's table saw. He cut wine corks length wise, cut out
about 1/4 and then taped them on the sharp corners. He
also
did the string, with a washer and some bright orange tape
hanging down from the corner to catch my eye.

Yep, and you bent down to grab the pretty thing, and whacked
your
head...repeatedly. Explains a lot.

R

[ransley]

On Oct 11, 9:43*am, "Jack" wrote:
I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack her
head on a protruding door knob. *There is nothing I can do to change the
swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

I thought there might be something like a recessed door opener latch or
something like that but can't seem to find anything. *Any ideas?? *Thanks.

You need to be safe, get a Kiddy Bubble, keeps kids safe from all of
lifes ills. You lock em in and open it in 15 years. Or just get a
helmet, thats what they were designed for, doors, falling down, and
falling pots and pans, and keeping your kids head out of the toilet,
get a full face one they save the teeth and keep kids from getting an
eyefull of knob. A door knob recessed in a kids eyesocket or mouth is
an unpleasant site, been there done that. Dont forget shoulder, elbow,
arm, and knee pads. Be safe.

[cshenk]

"Jack" wrote

I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack her
head on a protruding door knob. There is nothing I can do to change the
swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

LOL! This too shall pass ;-) Meantime, they make safety covers that are
padded with an internal rubber grip (so they dont slip when you open the
door).

I know what *we* did. We had 1 doorknob that was located where Charlotte
would whack herself if she ran down the hall. We had those little
inflatable arm things for beginning swimmers. We put one over it and blew
it up nice and tight. Worked fine. Lasted the whole time too until she was
old enough it wasnt needed.

BTW, you may want to do the same to the tub spigot at that age. They even
sell cute ones just for that or can use the other swimmer arm blowup
thingie.

[cshenk]

"Jack" wrote

I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack her
head on a protruding door knob. There is nothing I can do to change the
swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

Heheh I'm a little suprised at some of the replies. I do not think it's a
bad thing if you have a particular trouble spot to cover it for a bit.

To flesh out ours, it was a protruding *glass* knob right at eyeball height
and on the hallway bathroom door. Other knobs matched it but were not in
problematic locations. This was definately a case of better safe than
sorry. Sure, we could have replaced that knob, but instead we just put
something over it which made it both safer *if* she hit it, and more visible
so she wouldnt.

Other things we did may seem insane to some here, made sense to *us*. Book
cases (I have over 3,000 books) got bolted to the walls. I generally have
6-7ft tall ones filled to the brim. Charlotte was a climber and so were the
cats. We bolted the wicker ones before Charlotte was born due to cats
pulling them down (fortunately they were not harmed, just scared a little).
When Charlotte hit crawling age, we bolted the rest. After she was walking,
if she pulled books out on her head, it was more of a 'see Charlotte, that
wasnt smart' but she couldnt pull a 100lb or so (adding books to the shelf
weight) onto herself.

[aemeijers]

dpb wrote:
Jack wrote:
I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack
her head on a protruding door knob. There is nothing I can do to
change the swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

I thought there might be something like a recessed door opener latch
or something like that but can't seem to find anything. Any ideas??
Thanks.

Tie sizable brightly colored ribbon on the knob and let it hang to catch
eye? Stick a sponge or cut a soft ball and put over knob for padding?

--

I agree- don't look for a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
Kids that age grow like weeds- in 90 days it'll be a moot point, because
the doorknob will be at eye level. (Ever watch a toddler who used to be
able to walk under the kitchen table discover that doesn't work any
more? Bang! What the heck?)

Dollar store or fabric/craft store will have multiple possible
solutions. Slit a cheap ball, wrap with an old mouse pad and zip ties, a
strip of carpet padding and a couple rubber bands, sew up a doorknob
cozy out of quilting, whatever. As long as adults can turn the knob, it
doesn't take much padding to eliminate the ouch factor.

--
aem sends...

[mm]

On Sun, 11 Oct 2009 10:43:05 -0400, "Jack" wrote:

I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack her
head on a protruding door knob. There is nothing I can do to change the
swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

I thought there might be something like a recessed door opener latch or
something like that but can't seem to find anything. Any ideas?? Thanks.

It used to be that, supposedly, whenever anyone had a black eye and
didn't want to say where he got it it, he'd say he walked into a
doorknob. It was meant to be obviously a made-up answer, because no
one could get a black eye that way. I haven't heard this expression
for decades.

But when I was 9 or 10, at my grandmother's house, I tripped just
before I got to an interior door, fell into the doorknob and got a
black eye. Since I was fallng, I probably hit it a lot harder than
your kid would and I only got a black eye.

[The Daring Dufas[_7_]]

Jack wrote:
I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack her
head on a protruding door knob. There is nothing I can do to change the
swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

I thought there might be something like a recessed door opener latch or
something like that but can't seem to find anything. Any ideas?? Thanks.


I have a problem with toddlers running into my knees.
When the little tykes start zooming around with their
little arms in the air like a crazed Orangutan, they
will invariably run into one of my knees. BAM! they
fall on their rump and start screaming, it rips my
heart out that one of my little friends was hurt because
of me. Perhaps I should get some thick pads to cover
my legs when I'm around munchkins. The hockey goalie
pads might work. Then there is that overhead smash to the
groin that toddlers are famous for.

TDD

[clot]

The Daring Dufas wrote:
Jack wrote:
I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack
her head on a protruding door knob. There is nothing I can do to
change the swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

I thought there might be something like a recessed door opener latch
or something like that but can't seem to find anything. Any ideas??
Thanks.
I have a problem with toddlers running into my knees.
When the little tykes start zooming around with their
little arms in the air like a crazed Orangutan, they
will invariably run into one of my knees. BAM! they
fall on their rump and start screaming, it rips my
heart out that one of my little friends was hurt because
of me. Perhaps I should get some thick pads to cover
my legs when I'm around munchkins. The hockey goalie
pads might work. Then there is that overhead smash to the
groin that toddlers are famous for.

[Stormin Mormon]

You're a HVAC tech, right? Just wrap your legs in suction
line foam wrap. Make an athletic cup out of an old furnace
door, cut in triangle shape. Hold it on with a home made
belt from some BX cable, and you're good to go.

--
Christopher A. Young
Learn more about Jesus
www.lds.org
..


"The Daring Dufas" wrote in
message ...

I have a problem with toddlers running into my knees.
When the little tykes start zooming around with their
little arms in the air like a crazed Orangutan, they
will invariably run into one of my knees. BAM! they
fall on their rump and start screaming, it rips my
heart out that one of my little friends was hurt because
of me. Perhaps I should get some thick pads to cover
my legs when I'm around munchkins. The hockey goalie
pads might work. Then there is that overhead smash to the
groin that toddlers are famous for.

TDD

[The Daring Dufas[_7_]]

Stormin Mormon wrote:
You're a HVAC tech, right? Just wrap your legs in suction
line foam wrap. Make an athletic cup out of an old furnace
door, cut in triangle shape. Hold it on with a home made
belt from some BX cable, and you're good to go.


Sometimes I work on HVAC, last week it was phone systems
and wireless networks for in store product scanners.

TDD

[Stormin Mormon]

Wrap yourself in foam, tie it with bell wire, and solder on
a couple brightly colored antennas. No problem. Now, you're
safe from toddlers swinging arms.

--
Christopher A. Young
Learn more about Jesus
www.lds.org
..


"The Daring Dufas" wrote in
message ...
Stormin Mormon wrote:
You're a HVAC tech, right? Just wrap your legs in suction
line foam wrap. Make an athletic cup out of an old furnace
door, cut in triangle shape. Hold it on with a home made
belt from some BX cable, and you're good to go.


Sometimes I work on HVAC, last week it was phone systems
and wireless networks for in store product scanners.

TDD

[The Daring Dufas[_7_]]

Stormin Mormon wrote:
Wrap yourself in foam, tie it with bell wire, and solder on
a couple brightly colored antennas. No problem. Now, you're
safe from toddlers swinging arms.


I adore little kids, unfortunately there are a lot of
filthy minded people who think the worst when I tell
them that I love little kids. They're great with barbecue.
and the toes are the crunchy part.

TDD

[DerbyDad03]

On Oct 11, 10:43*am, "Jack" wrote:
I've got a little one who is just about at the right height to whack her
head on a protruding door knob. *There is nothing I can do to change the
swing of the door to put the door knob inside the jam.

I thought there might be something like a recessed door opener latch or
something like that but can't seem to find anything. *Any ideas?? *Thanks.

Take the door off and hang it upside down for a while.

[Stormin Mormon]

A generation or so ago, we used to say "Children should be
seen, but not heard". I think there is some wisdom to that.
I also love kids, but preferably quiet ones who play nicely
and don't run about and swing their arms over their heads.

--
Christopher A. Young
Learn more about Jesus
www.lds.org
..


"The Daring Dufas" wrote in
message ...
Stormin Mormon wrote:
Wrap yourself in foam, tie it with bell wire, and solder
on
a couple brightly colored antennas. No problem. Now,
you're
safe from toddlers swinging arms.


I adore little kids, unfortunately there are a lot of
filthy minded people who think the worst when I tell
them that I love little kids. They're great with barbecue.
and the toes are the crunchy part.

TDD

[The Daring Dufas[_7_]]

Stormin Mormon wrote:
A generation or so ago, we used to say "Children should be
seen, but not heard". I think there is some wisdom to that.
I also love kids, but preferably quiet ones who play nicely
and don't run about and swing their arms over their heads.


Back in the late 80's I had a little buddy named Wayne who
lived next door, he was 3 years old and his parents would
give him caffeinated soft drinks so this little critter was
outside on his big wheel at 3am all the time. Do you have any
idea what a big wheel sounds like on a concrete sidewalk at
three in the morning? It sounds kind of like a small cement
mixer full of gravel. Anyway, one day I went over to visit his
parents and the little perpetual motion machine was running
along the top of the furniture, bouncing off the walls and
yanking everyone's hair, etc. I finally snatched him up and
put him in my lap wrapping my arms around him so he couldn't
get away. In a my deepest monster voice I said "I'M GOING TO
EAT YOU!" he cried, Pleeeeez don't eat me, I'll be good, I'll
be nice!" I said "NO, I'M GOING TO EAT YOU, MUHAHAHAHAH!" I
let him go and he ran over to a chair, sat still and didn't
move. Everyone there exclaimed "Damn! How did you do that?"
I said it was a gift. After that, every time I came by, my
little buddy would offer me cookies or chips while saying,
"Here, eat this, it's better than me." I later found out that
his parents were using the threat of me eating him to make him
behave. The poor little guy was terrified of me. I couldn't
have that so the next time I saw him, I picked him up, gave
him a hug and told him I wasn't going to hurt him I was just
kidding. The little monster yanked my beard punched me in the
gut and went back to bouncing off the walls like a normal three
year old boy. Ah, little kids.

TDD

[aemeijers]

The Daring Dufas wrote:
Stormin Mormon wrote:
A generation or so ago, we used to say "Children should be seen, but
not heard". I think there is some wisdom to that. I also love kids,
but preferably quiet ones who play nicely and don't run about and
swing their arms over their heads.


Back in the late 80's I had a little buddy named Wayne who
lived next door, he was 3 years old and his parents would
give him caffeinated soft drinks so this little critter was
outside on his big wheel at 3am all the time. Do you have any
idea what a big wheel sounds like on a concrete sidewalk at
three in the morning? It sounds kind of like a small cement
mixer full of gravel. Anyway, one day I went over to visit his
parents and the little perpetual motion machine was running
along the top of the furniture, bouncing off the walls and
yanking everyone's hair, etc. I finally snatched him up and
put him in my lap wrapping my arms around him so he couldn't
get away. In a my deepest monster voice I said "I'M GOING TO
EAT YOU!" he cried, Pleeeeez don't eat me, I'll be good, I'll
be nice!" I said "NO, I'M GOING TO EAT YOU, MUHAHAHAHAH!" I
let him go and he ran over to a chair, sat still and didn't
move. Everyone there exclaimed "Damn! How did you do that?"
I said it was a gift. After that, every time I came by, my
little buddy would offer me cookies or chips while saying,
"Here, eat this, it's better than me." I later found out that
his parents were using the threat of me eating him to make him
behave. The poor little guy was terrified of me. I couldn't
have that so the next time I saw him, I picked him up, gave
him a hug and told him I wasn't going to hurt him I was just
kidding. The little monster yanked my beard punched me in the
gut and went back to bouncing off the walls like a normal three
year old boy. Ah, little kids.

TDD

There should be a license to to reproduce, but there isn't anyone I
would trust to give the exam and make that call. But sadly, a lot of
parents should not be. Not evil, just incompetent like the ones you
describe. At the risk of sounding like an old fart, that was one of the
virtues of the old days with large extended families living in the same
area for many or most people. It gave everyone training as they grew up
on how to handle little kids. Not perfect, of course, but it couldn't be
worse than the clueless parents I see so much of today.

For the record, I have no problem with little kids running around
screaming and bouncing off of things, even with their arms up like
orangutans. That is their job, and the arms are for balance. But they
need to be doing it outside, and doing it enough so they are tuckered
out by the time they come inside. Little kids don't get enough outside
time these days.

--
aem (get offa my lawn) sends....
--
aem sends...

[The Daring Dufas[_7_]]

aemeijers wrote:
The Daring Dufas wrote:
Stormin Mormon wrote:
A generation or so ago, we used to say "Children should be seen, but
not heard". I think there is some wisdom to that. I also love kids,
but preferably quiet ones who play nicely and don't run about and
swing their arms over their heads.


Back in the late 80's I had a little buddy named Wayne who
lived next door, he was 3 years old and his parents would
give him caffeinated soft drinks so this little critter was
outside on his big wheel at 3am all the time. Do you have any
idea what a big wheel sounds like on a concrete sidewalk at
three in the morning? It sounds kind of like a small cement
mixer full of gravel. Anyway, one day I went over to visit his
parents and the little perpetual motion machine was running
along the top of the furniture, bouncing off the walls and
yanking everyone's hair, etc. I finally snatched him up and
put him in my lap wrapping my arms around him so he couldn't
get away. In a my deepest monster voice I said "I'M GOING TO
EAT YOU!" he cried, Pleeeeez don't eat me, I'll be good, I'll
be nice!" I said "NO, I'M GOING TO EAT YOU, MUHAHAHAHAH!" I
let him go and he ran over to a chair, sat still and didn't
move. Everyone there exclaimed "Damn! How did you do that?"
I said it was a gift. After that, every time I came by, my
little buddy would offer me cookies or chips while saying,
"Here, eat this, it's better than me." I later found out that
his parents were using the threat of me eating him to make him
behave. The poor little guy was terrified of me. I couldn't
have that so the next time I saw him, I picked him up, gave
him a hug and told him I wasn't going to hurt him I was just
kidding. The little monster yanked my beard punched me in the
gut and went back to bouncing off the walls like a normal three
year old boy. Ah, little kids.

TDD

There should be a license to to reproduce, but there isn't anyone I
would trust to give the exam and make that call. But sadly, a lot of
parents should not be. Not evil, just incompetent like the ones you
describe. At the risk of sounding like an old fart, that was one of the
virtues of the old days with large extended families living in the same
area for many or most people. It gave everyone training as they grew up
on how to handle little kids. Not perfect, of course, but it couldn't be
worse than the clueless parents I see so much of today.

For the record, I have no problem with little kids running around
screaming and bouncing off of things, even with their arms up like
orangutans. That is their job, and the arms are for balance. But they
need to be doing it outside, and doing it enough so they are tuckered
out by the time they come inside. Little kids don't get enough outside
time these days.

--
aem (get offa my lawn) sends....
--
aem sends...

My mother went through ten pregnancies in twenty years, then
went and got a PhD in psychology. They finally figured out
what was causing it so Dad took her down to the hospital and
got her spayed.

TDD

[Stormin Mormon]

Don't know how true it is. but I heard of one kid in a
Batman costume who was making life miserable for some folks
on a long air plane flight. Yelling "Badda badda bat....
MAN!" and so on. Finally the first officer had a chat with
the kid, who went back to his seat and didn't run around
yelling any more. The pilot asked what had happened. First
officer replied that he'd told the kid he was Joker in
costume, and if he didn't settle down, he was going to throw
Batman off the air plane.

You might have called the cops or CPS if he's out at 3 AM on
the sidewalk. Not likely that his parents are watching from
the window, and he could have been kidnapped. Like on the
Dennis the Menace movie, he likely would have exhausted his
kidnappers, and they would have brought him back.

--
Christopher A. Young
Learn more about Jesus
www.lds.org
..


"The Daring Dufas" wrote in
message ...

Back in the late 80's I had a little buddy named Wayne who
lived next door, he was 3 years old and his parents would
give him caffeinated soft drinks so this little critter was
outside on his big wheel at 3am all the time. Do you have
any
idea what a big wheel sounds like on a concrete sidewalk at
three in the morning? It sounds kind of like a small cement
mixer full of gravel. Anyway, one day I went over to visit
his
parents and the little perpetual motion machine was running
along the top of the furniture, bouncing off the walls and
yanking everyone's hair, etc. I finally snatched him up and
put him in my lap wrapping my arms around him so he couldn't
get away. In a my deepest monster voice I said "I'M GOING TO
EAT YOU!" he cried, Pleeeeez don't eat me, I'll be good,
I'll
be nice!" I said "NO, I'M GOING TO EAT YOU, MUHAHAHAHAH!" I
let him go and he ran over to a chair, sat still and didn't
move. Everyone there exclaimed "Damn! How did you do that?"
I said it was a gift. After that, every time I came by, my
little buddy would offer me cookies or chips while saying,
"Here, eat this, it's better than me." I later found out
that
his parents were using the threat of me eating him to make
him
behave. The poor little guy was terrified of me. I couldn't
have that so the next time I saw him, I picked him up, gave
him a hug and told him I wasn't going to hurt him I was just
kidding. The little monster yanked my beard punched me in
the
gut and went back to bouncing off the walls like a normal
three
year old boy. Ah, little kids.

TDD