I'm dangerous, and foolish.

Parenting is like flying a jet.  Every flight, for every pilot, everywhere, includes at least a couple of screw ups.  As you get more hours, more missions, more experience, the mistakes become smaller and usually less catastrophic.  At least on average.  But they always exist.  This may not instill a whole lot of confidence for the next time you girls fly to see your grandparents, but it's true.  As a pilot, you always strive for that fleetingly perfect flight.  All you can do is admit your mistakes, figure out what went wrong, how you can fix it, and go fly again. 

At least the Marine Corps gives you 2 years of training before you get in a real jet.