The family bumps

We have this old kitchen table that my parents gave me.  It's an expandable table where the table can split in the middle and have another section added.  The important thing is the table has two metal rails on the bottom side.  The metal rails have sharp corners.  When a little person turns two the rails are the perfect height for a head bump.  My brother and I bumped our heads on this table when we were just toddlers and now my daughter just did.  It's touching.  Here is this little person we made who is starting down the same journey that I did.  My wife and I live 120 miles away from my parents.  My brother is in the house we grew up in with his wife and daughter.  She will trip on the same little step from the kitchen to utility room, try climbing in the same cupboards, and experience many other things my brother and I did.  We have the table and maybe one day my daughter will be a mother watching her young one bump their head in the same spot we did.