May 21st

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.

Angie Vinez (2872 Posts)

Angie is a wife and mother to 8. Her life revolves around cooking, cleaning, laundry, and other household duties. She is passionate about her life in Christ and wants to encourage other mothers in their own walk of faith. Angie is active on many social media networks, loves technology, photography, and graphic design, and loves creating blog designs for other mom bloggers.



Comments

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    SissyMerks says:

    Poor little guy. Isn’t it amazing how our age and life experiences changes our preception of what a tragedy is. It would be nice to be that innocent again.

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