I am really sad tonight. I should've known that this was going to happen at some point, and tonight it did.

For a wedding present, my parents gave us a china closet. It was a wedding present that they were given when they got married, and I have very early childhood memories of it. It stands about 4.5 feet tall, and has big glass doors that cover it.

Well tonight, the boys were getting rough, and before I could stop him, Emerson backed right into it and broke the glass door. THANK GOODNESS he is OK, just shook up a bit. No cuts or blood. Mark gashed his hand on it when he went to take care of it.

Emerson looked so scared like he knew he had done something wrong. He came and looked at me with these great big sad eyes, and immediately everything was forgiven.