May 19th, 2012 by Busy Mommy

I heard a crash in the back office.  A minute or so later Nolan emerged from that room slowly and said to me,

“Uhh mommy, there’s nothing wrong.  There’s nothing wrong back there.”

Me:  “Oh?  Nothing wrong eh?  Maybe I should just check.”

The lamp had fallen over and broken the shade entirely off.  In Nolan’s defense, Ben had already knocked it over 2 nights before and started the whole shade braking process.

As I looked at the lamp Nolan said to me, “there’s nothing wrong with the lamp…there’s nothing wrong with it.”