Last Tuesday, Kristen and I arrived home from the library with a bag full of movies and books; it was a quick stop for me as I had a dental appointment. I called home after my appointment was over, as it had taken a lot longer than I had planned, to make sure Kristen was doing okay--more importantly that Chris wasn't pulling his hair out trying to work while keeping an eye on a 3 1/2-year old. He informed me that he had some "bad news". I couldn't imagine what it was; he proceeded to tell me that the Library's Mickey Mouse DVD was broken and Kristen likely did it. Rats.
After arriving home later that afternoon, I went looking for Kristen in the office. It was rather quiet in there. She had a piece of masking tape in her hands and was just in the process of applying it to another DVD. I began to tell her that we didn't put tape on DVDs until I got a chance to make a closer inspection. AAAAAGGGGHHHHH! She had broken another DVD from the library. My heart softened as I realized she was trying to make it right by taping it back together. Here's hoping she'll honor the "no touching DVDs" ban she's now under.
