Tell Me Again HOW My Camera Got Broken?

Christmas day should be a day filled with laughter, love, and family.

Christmas day at the house of chaos is filled with tears, yelling, and frustration. Christmas day was the day Jackson discovered the digital camera had been broken. Upon questioning the children we were told that #3 was using it when #1 tickled her and she dropped it. The lecturing began, the tears started flowing, the Christmas feeling left the building. Why can’t we have nice things? Is this a direct reflection of our poor parenting abilities?

While Dad listed the ways the children are disrespectful, I got to work digging out the $10 warranty I purchased with the camera 8 months earlier. Is it bad when I anticipate them breaking my stuff 8 months before it actually takes place? Then I began a little investigation. I wanted to see what my dear daughters were up to right before they broke my stuff.

Here is what I found.

It’s become apparent to me that I need to assign MORE chores on those days they don’t have school. Doesn’t she have a book she could be reading?

There are several of these videos where #3 captures the everyday going’s on of her older sisters. #1 does a great job of ignoring her. #2 on the other hand is torn between her need for attention and her shyness.

Then I saw it. I saw what REALLY happened to my camera.

 

Does anyone have the number of a good boarding school?