A broken pane

I was in my bedroom at my son’s house when I heard a crash followed by loud sobbing.

I ran to the living room to learn that my exuberant granddaughter had crashed into the glass front door while doing a backflip.

Backflips, round-offs, headstands…all par for the course for this enthusiastic gymnast. 

There was plenty of space for her to practice in the front room as long as she left herself enough clearance for landing.  

She was lucky that she wasn’t hurt. 

Thank goodness that my son can handle household repairs.

He sighed, brought out his tools and got on with it.

While replacing the glass pane, they discussed the incident.

He was kind and understanding while underscoring the importance of being careful. 

She learned a lot that day to include how to remove and replace a door pane.  

Thinking things over, I wondered if my son recalled breaking one of my good plates when he was little. I hope that I showed him the same grace.

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