For Christmas, Amy and Dave bought the boys an iPad.
They are so lucky--and spoiled!
It's probably one of the most prized possessions among the three boys.
Sadly, on Monday it took a tumble and didn't survive.
Luke set it on the porch railing as he was making a mad dash for the ice cream truck. It just flipped right off and landed face down.
The glass on the front was shattered.
Luke was super upset about it--like angry upset.
He was so mad at himself for letting it fall. He was certain it was ruined and he had wasted the $25 he had spent on the various apps.
No one else got upset.
It's a fixable thing--expensive, but fixable--but he wouldn't listen to reason.
He finally came around after we forced him to go to the lake with the rest of us.
Oddly enough, earlier the very same day, I was eating lunch with Henry at school. I don't know why, but he started going around the table asking the other boys if they had their own iPad. When one would say no he would ask the next boy.
After the second time he asked, I told him that it didn't really sound very nice. By the fourth time, I flat out told him that it kind of sounded like he was bragging that he had one and that he needed to stop.
I hated calling him out in front of his friends, but bragging isn't really something that we strive for.
It seems to me that the iPad breaking may have been caused by Luke's bad luck, but was ultimately due to Henry's bad karma.
