Can I get a big, "Awwwwwww?"
Now, fast forward about thirty years to my
I collect Willow Tree statues. Each figure looks as though it has been hand carved from wood to resemble a family in endearing life moments. I love them.
My kids? Well they seem to LOVE breaking them. W. broke two last year, which I just recently replaced. So, when I heard the crash upstairs, I knew immediately.
Now, unlike the martyr children of Brady Bunch fame, my kids can't wait to
"Mom, MOM!! R. broke your statue!! MOOOOOOOMMMM!" They shouted in unison.
And then W. handed me this:
Kind of creepy when they are dismembered, I must say. And the kicker? The title of this one is "A Child's Touch".
Yea, the Schmitty Kids all have the touch of a bull in a China shop. Heh.