Bloody Hell

What is it about little boys, that makes them not able to think before they do?

Good god. I just bought three stained glass lanterns for the lantern hooks I have, and of course Spenser broke one.

I know that is not a huge thing in the general scheme of things, but, consider this. The hooks used to have lovely copper and glass lanterns hanging from them. It was a beauty of set, that I got as a present, from my hubby for my birthday about 4 years ago. 2 years ago Spenser broke one by throwing an aluminum baseball bat. He had not inteneded to break it, said he didn't think it would break anything when he tossed it. Then a couple months later, he broke another one.

Then because the last one was lonely, it fell apart. I like to think of it as lantern suicide. It just couldn't go on without its' mates.

So I was left with very pretty, but not very useful cast iron lantern hooks/stands.
I found three matching stained glass lanterns last week, on sale at Target. They were really very pretty, and very inexpensive, so I didn't feel guilty about buying them. They looked great on my porch. Now I have 2.

I know, you are asking--
"Why not just go get another one to replace it?"
Well, I would, except there are no more left. I know this because I bought the last 3. Jeebus, I think I have now earned a P.H.D in Murphys Law, 101.

The thing that infuriates me the most, is that had he just stopped and listened for all of 10 freakin seconds, he would have heard me say
"Stop, don't touch, they break, etc.". Of course the words could not come out of my mouth fast enough.

It was as if the words were made of lead, and sunk into nothingness as they slowly crept out of my glued shut mouth, and paralyzed vocal chords.

Of course I bellowed at him to sit down and be quiet, which he did, with no back talk, which really threw me for a loop. I then told him to get inside, as at the moment I did not want to see hide nor hair of him. Now I feel guilty for hollering at him. I am always feeling guilty for something, deserved or not.

He is a smart boy. He just does not think. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Man this parenting stuff is hard.