So today I went into the guest bedroom for a little vacuuming and dusting.  I very rarely go in there, but since the kids and grandson were visiting this weekend and were in that room it needed the cleaning crew (me!).

There was a little surprise waiting for me under one of the nightstands.  The broken pieces of one of my porcelin shoes had been neatly tucked underneath it.  These aren’t the real shoes like we wear.  They’re little glass or porcelin replicas of fancy shoes.  They’re part of a collection that I inherited from my mom when she died, so they’re kind of special to me.

Now admittedly I should know better than to leave them displayed when I know my grandson is visiting, but we never leave him unsupervised (at his age you can’t).  Soooo…it was determined that the only one who was in that room with my grandson was my son during  diaper changes.

Mind you, nothing was mentioned to me about the breaking of this shoe.  My grandson’s not old enough or smart enough to hide it.  Heck, he’s not old enough to know he did something wrong.  I’ve concluded that my sneaky son hid it away thinking I’d never miss it since the collection is fairly large.

Grrrr!  My son’s a big lighthearted goofball and avoids confrontation by any means, so I’m sure his intention was just to not upset me.  To tell you the truth, I’m laughing about it as I’m writing this because I can just see my son doing it.

So who gets the discipline here?  My son, my grandson, or both?  Not sure.

Honestly!  I should probably just drop it and not even bring it up, but I do want my grandson to understand he can’t play with certain things…then there’s the big kid who needs to know he has to supervise and watch his son.

What to do, what to do?  After 26 years of parenting you’d think I’d know the answer by now.