I can still remember the moment my son was born. I followed the nurse as she took him to a different room, to give him a quick examination. My emotions ran high as I looked at him gradually adjusting to a new world. The nurse finally handed him to me and I felt like I was three feet off the ground, as I was bursting with pride. Then all of a sudden, this insensitive little brat wet all over my brand new $300.00 suede jacket. I was still angry about the incident when he turned 10 years old, and at that time, I took the money out of his allowance until I was paid in full. (Can I carry a grudge or what)?