Laine, Nathaniel and Eliot are in the kitchen, E being his usual mischievous self pushes over the trash bag that is tied and ready to be taken out. Nathaniel picks it up the bag and then she sees it, one of her beautiful drawings in the trash bag. The one she already told her dad NOT to throw away.
Nathaniel - "what's the matter?"
Laine - through tears "my picture is in the trash"
Nathaniel - "how did it get in there?"
Laine - "I don't know..." (eyes widen) "you put it in there!"
Nathaniel - "uhhh"
*turning to me, still crying...
Laine - "Mommy, daddy thinks I make art for the trash"
*looking back to daddy
Laine - "Daddy, my art is my work"
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I can't tell you how many times this happens in my house!!! I keep all of their artwork on display for an appropriate amount of time, but then it must be tossed! SIgh.
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