I have been pretty clumsy lately. Last night, as the girls were going to bed, I knocked the vase that Ellie had hand-painted and uses to store her quarters off the edge of a cabinet and broke it. No chance for repairs.
My sweet Ellie was so gracious about my mistake. She didn’t cry, said it was ok, and gee, she could always paint another one.
I make mistakes all the time that she doesn’t know about. This one hit pretty close to home for her. I think it is especially sweet when a child expresses kindness and graciousness to her parent’s faux-pas.