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   Night-Gaunt49 said, 5 months ago

   Yes poor kid. So terrible to have such a beautiful thing you know your loved one would want to be damaged by you accidentally. What could be a worse punishment than that?
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   NightShade09 said, 5 months ago

   Got that right, kiddo. And some nights take forever.
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   thebird55 said, 5 months ago

   I have a feeling that dad is going to make things all better.
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   gkid said, 5 months ago

   Uh…get another one?
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   Manhunter808 said, 5 months ago

   It’s Christmas, after all. “Daddy Claus” will probably bail him out with a new one… lesson learned!
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   Jean said, 5 months ago

   poor kid but Mom would love it no matter what, Mom’s are like that. My mother always said the best gift she ever got was the jump rope my 5 year old daughter bough, for her 65th birthday.
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   10171sw said, 5 months ago

   reminds me of when the kids were small and they ACCIDENTALLY managed to break every pretty thing I had
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   P Partridge said, 5 months ago

   I know all too well about those long, stressful nights…but, for myself now, the stress is often financial issues…
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   Teresa said, 5 months ago

   This is a lesson Michael needs to learn: Be responcible for your actions. Tommorrow, Dad needs to take hime back to the store and use Michael’s money to buy mom a new one.
   
   NightGaunt: what did Lynn Johnston say about this one?
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    masnadies said, 5 months ago

    Glad everyone has calmed down. A hard night feeling guilty and unsure can be a good thing. When John has time to think, he gets a lot wiser. Not much in the notes today.

    Lynn’s Notes:

    Mom was a master at repairing things. She could glue and sand and paint and varnish almost anything so that the crack, chip, or missing piece was restored. This meant that anything broken at the store that was salvageable, made it’s way home. We had, therefore, a plethora of pots, vases, statuettes, and collectible objects strategically placed about the house. At the time, smoking was fashionable. On every table, armchair, and bookshelf was an ashtray with a butt in every one. Dusting the china and cleaning the ashtrays was often my job, and when I got to be a teenager, I swore that when I had a place of my own, it would have no bric-a-brac or dust-collecting junk anywhere. That was then. I now have my share of detritus but it’s all in cabinets and there are no ashtrays!
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    Night-Gaunt49 said, 5 months ago

    Lynn’s Notes:
    Mom was a master at repairing things. She could glue and sand and paint and varnish almost anything so that the crack, chip, or missing piece was restored. This meant that anything broken at the store that was salvageable, made it’s way home. We had, therefore, a plethora of pots, vases, statuettes, and collectible objects strategically placed about the house. At the time, smoking was fashionable. On every table, armchair, and bookshelf was an ashtray with a butt in every one. Dusting the china and cleaning the ashtrays was often my job, and when I got to be a teenager, I swore that when I had a place of my own, it would have no bric-a-brac or dust-collecting junk anywhere. That was then. I now have my share of detritus but it’s all in cabinets and there are no ashtrays!
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    SUSAN NEWMAN said, 5 months ago

    @Jean

    I guess your mom was different from mine.
    Mine always complained, no matter what I sent her.
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    lightenup said, 5 months ago

    Yes, those nights definitely stink.
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    comedynut said, 5 months ago

    Dad,get out the wallet and buy another if you can find one.
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    rowena28 said, 5 months ago

    Looks like John is not going to use this opportunity to teach Michael a lesson in personal responsibility. Bad parenting.
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