So, about 2 weeks ago our television quit working. So, we decided to buy a new one. We bought this beautiful plasma Samsung tv. It was nice.Yep, WAS nice.
Saturday night, my son threw a golf ball at it and broke it.
(Insert gasp and then long pause of silence here)
Two weeks we had it. Two weeks. Remy. Threw. A. Golf. Ball. At. It.
Obviously, Cody and I were furious. Not really at Remy because he's 20 months old. Yes, he shouldn't have thrown the golf ball, but he also shouldn't pick his nose or lick the dog's face. All No No's. He has no concept that he broke a Very Expensive TV.
The thing is, as much as it sucks, we really can't stay mad. I mean, it's a TV...a materialistic item. We are blessed with a wonderful family, a healthy son, jobs, food, clothing, Jesus. Jesus trumps a TV.
This little guy...
He did it.
I am sure Remy will do things in his life that will make me sad. There will be consequences to his actions, and sometimes I'll be the one who has to pay for them (literally!). But, through it all, I hope he knows that HE is 1 TRILLION times more important than a TV and HE IS LOVED.
Now, ask me how I feel later this week when I have to miss American Idol.
I sorry too. Moo Moo
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ReplyDeleteDear 50" Plasma TV,
ReplyDeleteI miss you Samsung. You were a noble piece of technology that took me on a fantastic 19 day ride. I miss our recliner rendezvous'. I long for our days of Black Ops and streaming Netflix. And you were beautiful...your majestic picture quality pierced my soul. I cry at night.
Your pal
Cody
Cody, you're a dork, but I love you.
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