Sunday, April 25, 2010
I knew that having tile floors would inevitably lead to broken dishes, but I didn't think it would happen so fast. Sarah was scraping her plate in the garbage after supper and, CRASH went one of my small plates. It was all over the kitchen and she was screaming as if she had cut her foot off. She was injured, but only the tiniest knick, and when she saw the blood droplet (yes not even big enough to be a fullsize drop) she went bezerk.
Look at that tear.
Posted by Kristan at Sunday, April 25, 2010