As a child I can remember my parents sending me and my siblings to my grandmother's home so that she could babysit us. When I became a teenager the tables had turned. My grandfather would ask me to stay with my grandmother when he left the house. We weren't worried about her starting a fire or anything dangerous. It was simply that as she got older, she started falling down more frequently, and could not get up without assistance. She would accidentally drop fragile items, such as glass or ceramic, and was unable to clean it up by herself.