when you find your 12 year old sobbing over broken pottery. She worked so hard on this piece of pottery. On her birthday we took 3 of her friends to a neat little place in town where you paint pottery. They worked hard for 2 1/2 hours and then the next week they were ready for us to pick up. My oldest arrow was very proud of her horse and Mommy was too. She did a really wonderful job, so to see it in pieces was very disheartening.
I did attempt to put her horse head back together. It's supposed to be a jewelery box, but the lid doesn't fit on it like it once did....no thanks to her brother. He really likes to throw...........and everything turns into a ball. It's just One of the MANY, MANY, many, many joys of having a BOY in the house. We are all adjusting, but hey, at least there is never a dull moment. It's a hoppin' house!