It was a hectic morning today at the Chamblee house. I was trying to make some hot tea and breakfast while Lane was occupying P upstairs. My tea routine is Splenda first, then the tea bag, then the water, so I don't have to dirty up a spoon. I still don't know how it happened, but the mug tipped over and rolled off the cabinet. You'd think the handle would've stopped it, but it was too close to the edge.
Lane and P came racing down the stairs to see what caused cussing so early in the morning, and saw one of my huge Pottery Barn mugs in a million pieces all over the kitchen and into the pantry. Lane grabbed my shoes so I wouldn't cut myself and P thought I needed her shoes too.
6 years ago