No, I’m not talking about the Clark Gable movie. I’m talking about something that happened last night. Nothing perverted, but something dirty. First, let’s see if you can figure it out. What’s wrong with this picture?
Nope, not the balloon under the chair. Or the strange coloring from the morning sun. Let me rephrase the question. What’s missing from that picture? Maybe this month old photo will help you.
Have you figured it out yet? If you haven’t, your time is up. I’m telling you. Look at the table by the couch. See a lamp there? Yeah, me neither. Turns out one cute little boy + an inflatable ball (that should have been outside) + ceramic lamp = shattered pieces. Right after that I thought of Bobby Brady and the infamous broken vase. “Mom always said, don’t play ball in the house.”
This isn’t the first time one of those lamps has broken.
Unfortunately, this was the good lamp, and it didn’t fare as well as it’s counterpart. Because I was mad/cooking dinner, I didn’t take a picture of the pieces scattered over our floor. Ben cleaned up the mess, but before he did, he asked, “Do you want to save the pieces to put it back together?” I thought he was joking, he was serious. Apparently I’m
crazy enough prone to gluing things back together. Before he threw the pieces in the trash, he took the shade and finial off. He knows me so well.
With two broken lamps, I’ll be lamp hunting later today. Fingers crossed Ross, TJ Maxx, or a thrift store has something good. If you’re wondering, I have plans to put the less broken lamp in the basement bedroom. I like the shape too much to part with it just yet. Plus, it’s nearly identical to this $129 beauty.
What are your favorite lamps? Have your kids broken something recently? Tried gluing it back together?
P.S. I still haven’t fixed the first broken lamp. I just cheated the back to the wall and no one knows, except you now.