Busting Up Over Broken Glass

I have this beautiful picture that my friend made. She is a wonderful artist that sells her art everywhere. Here is a link to her shop. http://www.jenniferpugh.com/ I love it.

I bought two of these pictures before Christmas and I love them. They are both hanging in our family room and I love decorations that mean something to me.

Story about the pictures:

Jack frequently rips the arms off of his Lego guys and wants me to put them back on. This probably happens 15 times a day. A few days ago, my pregnant self was taking a nap on the couch when he woke me up to ask me to put them back on. I told him I would do it when I woke up.

Jack is a very patient boy. If I ask him to wait, he will. Sometimes it is sad because he just keeps waiting and then he quietly reminds us of his request. It is pretty cute. So this day was no different. He just hopped up on the arm of the couch right over me and waited for me to wake up.

However, in his waiting he bumped the picture hanging above him and it crashed to the floor.

I'm not a super huge fan of being woken up by broken glass. I don't know. I'm funny that way. But yeah, got it all cleaned up.

Later that day when Brian came up from working he asked what had broken. Jack walked in right at that moment and I told Brian to ask Jack.

Jack simply said, "It's a long story."

Hahahahah! How can you get mad at that?

I love this stage of boyhood. He is so innocent and is learning so much. I just love seeing his humor develop.