What could it be?
Violent crying, screaming, and other wails of abuse came from the kitchen tonight. I came in to cry silence and tell them I-don't-want-to-hear-who-did-what-just-stop-it. But Holly, rational Supermom, looked at me and said, "Do you want to hear what happened?" She then professionally outlined the following events:
Yesterday, Parker made a Lego car.
He was proud of it.
Since he was proud of it, he did the right thing and put it up high so Anderson wouldn't ruin in.
The Lego car, worthy of admiration, was put up high in the box with the other Legos.
Today, Carter wanted to play with Legos while Parker was at school.
Carter built an amazing car too.
Parker came home and Carter was excited to show his amazing car "for the family."
Parker sees Carter built his car out of his car.
Parker starts crying and takes pieces off of Carter's car to claim as his own.
Carter cries and the car crashes to the floor and pieces go everywhere.
Anderson became frightened and confused and started bawling.
And the horror began.
"So," Holly says, "Everyone is upset and everyone has a right to be."
Sometimes that's just the way it goes.
|Broken Legos, Broken Hearts|