Heads And An Arm Are Gonna Roll!

Do you remember the infamous Brady Bunch episode that involved Peter breaking his mother's favorite vase? After he had been told numerous times NOT TO PLAY BALL IN THE HOUSE, he lost control of his basketball and SMASH! The vase shattered. He glued the vase together, which, of course, didn't hold up once water was placed into said vase. Dumb ass! And in true Brady fashion, ALL of the children confessed to breaking it. They just couldn't bear the thought of their dear brother missing out on his camping trip.

Can I get a big, "Awwwwwww?"

Now, fast forward about thirty years to my dysfunctional lovely home. The actual concept is the same, however, the basketball is a pink Disney Princess ball, the vase is a collectible figurine, and there are three children involved, not 6 heaven forbid.

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. And the thought of endearing life moments. sigh.

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 rat out squeal like pigs tattle on each other. Before I could investigate the sound of resin hitting the hardwood floor, the boys were already falling over each other, as they bound down the stairs. Each was trying to be the first to inform me of who was to blame for the latest figurine fatality.

"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.