I’ve always tried to live in a way that none of my material things will break my heart if they are broken by a child-or by anyone really.
I don’t have expensive china-hell I barely have a matching set of dishes period…we live on fancy paper plates.
We break drinking glasses almost daily here so I have a collage of cups, glasses and souvenir mugs we use.
Believe it or not-I don’t even have a real set of wine glasses. I know. Crazy.
I don’t have an expensive candle stick set.
Or an elaborate vase.
Yet, last night, as my ten month old dropped my mosaic coaster set I wanted to cry. Just a tiny bit.
I’m over it now. And may try to glue the pieces back on. Maybe.
What the heck am I gonna set my wine glass on now?