A real-life Zee-Zee story - when I was really really little, walking to playgroup in the morning, there was a raised bit along the edge of the pavement (about three inches high) that I liked to walk along.

Funny thing is, that's the one and only thing I can remember about how I got there every day. I vaguely think that some woman used to walk me there from her house down the road (I lived in the middle of nowhere about three miles away), and I suppose logically my dad must have dropped me off there on his way to work in the morning, but that's just guesswork, really. But walking on the tightrope, now that was fun! ^.^