Every day when we get to the boys' school, SJ jumps out of the car first and runs into the building. There is no rush, since we are usually first to arrive. Every day I tell him not to run. Every day! He just always wants to be first at everything. Today was no different than any other day. Unfortunately on this day, SJ hit a patch of icy pavement on the sidewalk. Before I could even hit the automatic locks on my car, I heard him crying.
I walked over to where he was laying on the sidewalk. "Are you alright?" I asked him. "I hate the slippery sidewalk!" he cried. I looked at him to see if he was injured. He had ripped his pants and scraped his knee. Right next to him on the ground was his new IPod, which he just got at Christmas. "Oh no, my IPod," he cried. I looked at it quickly and the screen appeared to be cracked.
I felt sick inside. The IPods aren't cheap. I was hoping my husband had bought the insurance, since SJ is prone to not being so careful with electronic gadgets. "You shouldn't have been running. Now, your screen is cracked," I said to SJ. "If you had been walking, you may not have dropped your IPod," I added. (But who am I kidding.) SJ said, "It is not cracked. It is just scratched." He was wrong. It is definitely cracked.
I called my husband and told him what happened. He told me that he hadn't bought the insurance (oh crap!), but maybe Apple can fix the screen. I told SJ that if Daddy can't get the screen fixed by Apple that he may have to use some of his allowance money to get a new one. "What? You've got to be kidding me!!!" yelled SJ. "Maybe next time you won't be in such a hurry to be the first one in the building," I told him. Hopefully this situation will teach him that. Not likely, but I will keep wishing.
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