Today we went out for dinner and Eva Mei got the typical kid menu and crayons. She just learned how to trace her hand and feet with a crayon, so as soon as she sat on her booster seat she took her shoe off and per her foot on the table before I could stop her. I didn't realize she wanted to trace her foot until I yelled at her and then she put her hand on the menu and asked me to trace it. She thought it was really cool that I gave her red nail polish on the drawing. Then tragedy struck - I broke the crayon.
I'm not sure exactly how I did it or if it was broken before we got it, but all of a sudden is was broke and then there was drama. I said I was sorry and then all she could do was point to the crayon then say and sign broken. I would say I was sorry and she would then repeat it with accompanying sign for sorry. This went on all through dinner and even after I moved the crayon to the other side of the table and found another red crayon in her bag. Some things make a lasting impression...and now she knows when you break something you have to say sorry, it was an accident.