Let's try to keep it the happiest place, shall we?

At Disneyland, I was watching the paddle wheeler sail by, and I saw a mother on the top deck with a baby in one of those baby carriers that straps to your front. She was leaning over the rail to look down at the water, and was bending far enough over that her baby's head was actually pointed down. The captain of the boat was looking down at the bridge and yelling at her to stop leaning over the rail. I assume he was having the same horrific imagined image I was -- of that baby sliding out of the carrier and falling two stories into the Rivers of America. Everything turned out okay, but I don't think the woman ever did realize how reckless she was being.