Casualty

We picked up Collin's painted robot from last Saturday. Against my better judgement, I let him carry it to the car.

I don't think I've ever seen him so sad. The heartbreak on his face was so dreadful. He dropped it literally in the middle of traffic and stood there and just froze and wailed while I picked up the pieces and cars just stopped around us. It was horrible. I think the worst part was realizing that cars were waiting not realizing what tremendous tragedy had just occurred to my little boy, as if their world could continue while such tremendous pain was happening to my son. I felt so badly for him.

Although, it was nothing that a little bit of lunch at a restaurant didn't fix. I know the way to my son's heart and food is certainly it. Thankfully, the store is in a large shopping center so we just marched our behinds right to a restaurant and we ate. Distraction achieved and I'm happy to say that the large pieces have been salvaged and he's none the wiser to the chips that he can barely see missing. No need to adjust your monitors, it is actually that color(s).

Mr. Robot is happily getting Ms Tinkerbell sloshed in the china/liquor cabinet as we speak and since the doors are closed, they are thinking about....