Another bang-up job by the Boy
Since it was the Boy that started the problem, it was also his responsibility to clean up the mess. He wasn't pleased with that, and had to go upstairs to calm down for a few minutes. When he came down, he got out the broom and dustpan and went at it. My big mistake was not to supervise him, but he would have gone ballistic had I told him he missed a spot. Ahem.
The Girl walked in a bit later and we hear "Boy, come in here." He looks at me and starts to argue and I make him get up and go into the kitchen. "Uh, Nice Job" she says.
I still don't get up.
He evidentally looked down at the floor and said, "Someone put that there. I would have never have left that there."
"Well, you did."
Then picks up the big piece of glass and puts it into a box under the shelf. Not the garbage, mind you, but tries to hide it in a box.
The Girl gets out the broom and dustpan and sweeps up a few of the little shards he, um, missed.
He, on the other hand, runs upstairs and hides in his room.
Then, after the Girl gets it all swept up, she picks up my hoodie that the Boy had been wearing earlier and had left dumped on the back stairs, and finds another large piece of glass in the pocket. Yeah, because glass flys up three stairs and lodges conveniently in the pocket of my jacket.
It was so pathetic, the Girl and I were in hysterics. You gotta see the humor in this.
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