AngelBaby is going through that … well … ummm … DESTRUCTIVE stage. Every single darned thing she touches is broken, torn, shattered or otherwise left completely destroyed.
To say that it is making me loopy is just an immense understatement. She is constantly touching things; even in her sleep she is reaching out for unknown breakable items.
Each day I find myself boxing up more and more of my treasured trinkets, sweet knick knacks collected through the years, inherited chochkies … yep, all in boxes.
My home no longer possesses cute little figurines, no ornate Candle-lite candle holders, there aren’t any sweet decorative bottles holding marbles, butons or stones, and there certainly isn’t a vase in the entire place. Heck, I even drink my wine from a plastic cup for fear of my wine glasses crashing to the ground.
So the house is pretty much cleaned out. Except, of course, for the window sill above the kitchen sink. It is home to: two angel figurines that I bought on my honeymoon, a large ceramic pitcher and a hand blown vase in the shape of an apple.
It is at least 4 ½ feet high and there’s a SINK in front of it. It has got to be a safe place right?
NO.NO.NO.NO.NO!
In case you missed it, the answer is NO!
Yesterday, I had one of those slow-motion moments. Where you see something happening and you think you can stop it but time is just fluttering by and you can’t seem to move with it.
You know something unpleasant is going to happen and you can’t change it … it might not always be life altering … but unpleasant enough to make you cringe.
Ok, so, I have no idea how she got there, but get there she did. I entered the kitchen to see AngelBaby in the sink (in the effing sink!) trying to turn on the water ‘I wash my hands MaaMaa’ she says to me oh so sweetly.
In the same instant I see my Angel grab one of my cherished Angels … and in no time she was dropping it – into the porcelain sink. Well, I suppose it wouldn’t matter if it was porcelain or stainless steel, the Angel would have been broken in any case.
I almost made it there, but not quite. Just not fast enough.
I made a hasty effort to grab and SAVE the second Angel, my intention was to put it in one of the HIGHER cabinet and out of harms way.
What actually happened is that I grabbed it, nearly sobbing, and opened the cabinet door only to clip my remaining Angel, thus causing her halo to soar across the kitchen … rendering both of my Angels broken beyond repair.
Lesson learned … AngelBaby can go anywhere, destroy anything, accomplish any desired mission … she is amazing and one day I will appreciate her tenacity for what it can be.
Lesson learned … hasty movements/decisions rarely work out well.
Lesson learned … cherish the people around you, not the things. The things can be broken, lost or damaged, but ultimately they can be replaced … but the people, well when they break the damage is far worse … when they are lost, you are just as lost.
Lesson learned.
Frannie
Today's Quote Everything works out in the end. If it hasn't worked out, it's not the end. -Unknown
It is possible to give without loving, but it is impossible to love without giving. -Richard Braunstein
[Jesus said,] "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me. In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am." John 14:1-3
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This is why I don't have kids! Bless you, Frannie... you have your hands full. It will be bittersweet when AngelBaby passes through this stage and you can put your delicate things back out again.
Have you considered a locked curio cabinet!?
Ahhh Amanda .. but when you get yourself all hitched up, you will consider them and when you do, remember what I say - if you buy it, they will break it and there isn't a locked curio cabinet that can stop them :)
Yea, we have considered one, but room and ca$h are lacking at the moment, so I will settle for boxes - for the next decade, give or take.
Darn,I know,I know, you just want to keep a few treasures out. But, even if you have to box them for decades,remember,there will be decades when those treasures can be in place and you will be wishing for little hands that broke everything insight. Don't fight it. Is that a mom for you? ;)
Two dogs, a cat, a husband and roomba..all of them klutzes.. I gave up.
Qb2u .. I know you are right. and I know that I will miss this part, but sometimes I feel like I am not allowed to have any bits of me - everything is up for grabs ... I don't know if that makes sense or not, but I have so few things that are memorable to me I want to be able to peak at them ... anyway whah, boo hoo for me :)
TTQ - you are a quicker study than I am!
At this VERY moment... Baby J is flinging CD's around the room with abandon as she digges through the DVD drawer. One persumes she is looking for something specific but to be honest I am not so sure. Personally I think her whole goal in life is to drive me very quickly and with percision right over the edge. I keep trying to tell her this is not a very worthwhile goal as really it won't take much and she should find something a bit more challenging but she persists. Somedays I just give up!
Yesterday Daddy found her IN his shower fully dressed after he turned it on to warm up and walked out to get a towel from the hall linen closet... how she climbed in under thirty seconds is still not known but... there you have it!
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