He broke the bench already!

We just moved into the new house and already Bobby’s breaking things - this time it’s a lovely little wooden bench outside in the garden area that I just loved. But now after just a few days, it sits in a pile like kindling. Bobby swears he sat down lightly on the bench but I know him - he’s like a bull in a china shop. That little bench didn’t stand a chance.

And now he’s going to pay for it. I order bobby to strip to his underpants and go cut me a switch, then watch as he disconsolately walks down the driveway. I yell that he’d better cut a ni... Show more