Today was a day to make banana bread. My youngest always eats it as if it were the last banana bread that will ever be made. So today was a day to make banana bread.
Then it was time to clean up...no problem. Today the stars aligned and he stood up on the stool, waited for the sink to fill and started washing the dishes. Until...
Forgetting for a moment that my boy is indeed 7 and not the 12 years that his size might suggest, I let him wash my old pyrex bowl. My old, HEAVY, pyrex bowl. And it fell. And it shattered.
I quickly grabbed Henry from his perch and made sure he was not cut. He wasn't but he felt so bad for the accident. For which I assured him that it was just that – an accident.
So the lesson for today is...heavy bowls need to be washed by mom. And light, plastic bowls need to be used to make banana bread. Consider it learned.
On the plus side? Henry makes a mean banana bread. And we are eating it like it is the last banana bread that will ever be made.