Tuesday, September 22, 2009

When Bad Things Happen to Good People

1950s Chinoiserie lamp from 1stdibs.
Meet pillow fighter extraordinaire Griffin.



Nickname. Dead Meat.

16 comments:

  1. Oh no!!!! He looks unimpressed with himself already.

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  2. That first image tells the entire story! At least you have all of the pieces...

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  3. I can top that, a toothbrush puncture to a 17th century oil painting...
    my son was a toddler....the painting was restored....
    oh boy...boys will be boys!

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  4. * Thank heavens that was a LAMP and not his HEAD, huh?!?!?

    Stilllll tho, sooooo sad... beautiful lamp!!!! (Then again, if WE don't keep OUR "sense of humor", nobody ELSE will either! Good move to "stay cool", Mom~~~ you KNOW he feels bad ENOUGH!!!)~~~

    Warmly,
    Linda in AZ *

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  5. It wasn't my lamp. It was one of a pair that I had bought for a client. Still sad, though.

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  6. Aw, poor thing! don't scold him, he's too cute!

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  7. Poor Griffin. Tell him he can hang with Greta who has taken to "sweeping" the walls, including two of my very favorite John Darian plates. So naughty.

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  8. Yikes... gotta love boys! I had more than my share of 'accidents' here at home... I now remember them fondly- you will too later...much, much later.

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  9. I am still crying!!!

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  10. I laughed out loud reading your post. We had three girls and somehow they managed to do similar things. My husband is no better.
    What did you call your sweet son? Dead meat? I guess he is today.
    Thanks for the giggle.

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  11. OMG, I bet you were freaking out. He's too cute to be upset at him.

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  12. Oh no.... That picture is priceless though!

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