My coffee and end tables are pretty sturdy.

I'm more concerned with him falling off and cracking his head open, 'cause they can be slippery.
I have a couple of scars on my forehead. They all kind of overlap, too. One was from an accident in PE in elementary school (motherfucker tripped me and I hit my head on a metal poll. I wasn't a popular kid in school), one was from when I was four years old, playing at a buddy's place and cracking my head on the edge of their fireplace... stone... surround... thing, and one from goofing around with my brother and somehow ending up smacking my head on a concrete floor. That one bled pretty good, too... those are all overlapping on my forehead. Then a couple more towards the back of my head, again from stupid childhood accidents (playing out in the snow at night, my brother throwing some action figure that weighed a fair bit up into the pitch black, and having the sharp point land squarely with the back of my head, for example. Or being dragged in a wagon behind a bike, the guy riding the bike taking a corner too sharply, and me scraping up my face on gravel).
The rest of mine are self induced.