Spud has a thing about his cups and glasses: only he must use them. He has special items that are his and his alone.
Unfortunately for Spud, we didn’t know that for a long time.
When he revealed it to us in a strop one day, because we had all, at some point, had our dirty, germ-ridden mouths on the bulk of his drinking receptacles, we agreed not to use the one unsullied glass in his hitherto unknown collection.
On Friday he came home from school, poured himself a cool drink, and disappeared upstairs.
SCREAM!
Spud had dropped his last glass; it had shattered. Spud was gutted.
Once cleared up (into the loving arms of a plastic bag), Spud insisted that we give it a proper send off. Fortunately, we were all suitably attired: me in black; the Hub in grey; Spud in black.
Click on the first photo to read the captions.
You can’t see me because I was the official photographer for the event.
I guess you also went glass shopping?
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Teach him to wash up properly!
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I also was wondering if you went glass shopping
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I see he had a smashing time.
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Well that is one way to stop the family using his glass. 😉 I am sure that Pavlova healed the wounds pretty fast.
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Poor Spud. I hope he gets over the trauma quickly. 🙂
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His smile is just like yours!
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Poor Spud. 😦 Actually this makes gift shopping much easier I would think.:) My grandparents and my aunt and uncle also had their own glasses, tableware and utensils even napkin rings. I think that having their own eating utensils made eating more special, I think. I never asked why, it just was. 🙂
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Suddenly, my own family seems quite normal… 🙂
Thanks for the gift tip 🙂
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You are very welcome for the gift idea and yes my family is a little unique. 😀
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Hmm…now what will Spud do? I suppose you should go shopping but heaven knows who touched the glasses there. 🙂
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I guffawed at this comment! I can’t wait to point it out to him 🙂
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I am the same way about my one remaining glass. Weird ain’t it?
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Yup 😀
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this is me with my coffee mug. Do.Not.Touch
unless you fill it with coffee and bring it to me. A very fitting send off – good show.
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Awesome mindful moment ! And how kind of you to photograph and blog for eternity to be able to remind his children and grandchildren.
Love this.
Peace
Siggi
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He’s hoping to use these stories one day in a Cosby-type sitcom 🙂
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That was hilarious – RIP o ye reliable glass!
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I smell a metaphor
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Poor Spud! Still, I can’t help laughing.
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Awwww, poor Spud! Did you run right out & get him a new glass or 2?
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Nope – I’m only an enabler if it doesn’t cost me anything 😉
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Spud must have been absolutely shattered at losing his favourite glass. 😀
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I am all for ceremony. I hope Spud finds a nice new goblet! 🙂
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