I was in the bathroom putting on my makeup and fixing my hair, when I heard Jace scream. This wasn’t a little scream, this was a top-of-the-lungs-someone-just-ripped-my-arm-off scream. As I’m walking (running) out to the living room, he yells, “IT FELL OFF!!!!!!”
Now, not knowing what “it” is, I head out to the living room and see Jace with his face buried in his hands, just crying his little heart out.
I asked him what was wrong, and he held out his hand. In his hand was the Spiderman watch he had found yesterday. The face had fallen off of it. Poor kid. I snapped the face back on, put the watch back on his wrist and kissed his cheek.
He looks up at me and says, “Is it all better now? Can I still keep it?”
I told him yes, and explained that it’s probably going to break again. If it happens, at least he’ll know that I can fix it again.