I have taken my niece (she's 3) on the train a couple of times, and I always squeeze her hand a little tighter and lift her up over the gap. Having said that, I can't second-guess what happened today because I (thankfully) wasn't there to witness it for myself.
Actually, even if I'm on my own, I tend to stay pretty far back from the platform until I'm ready to get on. Subway/train platforms kind of freak me out like that. It is a totally irrational fear, and I'll be the first to admit that.
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