While playing with a soft inflatable ball in their room, the boys managed to shatter their glass table top. Apparently T kicked the leg and the glass just smashed into a billion pieces.
When I went to look in their room I couldn't believe it. Save for a few chunks the size of my palm, it was as if the glass top had vanished. Evaporated into microscopic glass dust.
I am so grateful they weren't harmed.
Another glass shattering incident to add to our thriving collection. So far we're at two glass tables, one closet panel, one door window and a mirror that actually cracked all by itself. Our house needs more wood.
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