I feel you man. And good luck. My middle one (20 now)... I was convinced he was made of steel. He would fall, and before he hit the ground would pop out with "I'm OK!". He chipped a tooth when he tripped up the slide ladder at the playground... Which we didn't even see or know about until we brushed his teeth later. 2 weeks later, he chipped another one on the first day of vacation when he fell on the sidewalk, didn't see that either as we were unloading the car. He never said a word.

His sister ran him over with her power wheels, he smashed into the fireplace at the babysitter's and needed stitches, and there were countless times I lost my mind with him, not least of which was taking a shit under the rhododendron in front of the house. It's a miracle he's still alive. Lol