Jul 29, 2012 18:12
I keep breaking things. When we moved into our house a year ago, we had eight drinking glasses and six wine glasses. Now, it's three and five.
And the french press.
And, today, I suspect, the blender.
I tend to break things a lot when I am actually too tired to wash the dishes, put them away, cook, or whatever, but stuff's gotta get done so I do it anyway. David hardly ever breaks things. I think he may have accidentally washed something that was supposed to be dry-clean only one time, but that is pretty much it.
I really hope I don't break our kid. At least, not more than the average parents do.