Turns out it isn't good when the head of a toy broom goes flying into your tv. I was in the kitchen when I heard a loud noise. I looked over and Caleb ran to the corner of the house where he picked up the head of Zoe's toy broom and the handle was in his other hand. I asked, "What was that loud noise?" He had this concerned look on his face but I just assumed it had hit the wall or something. I went back to doing some stuff and then 15 minutes later I noticed a large black spot on the top left corner of the tv but the rest of the tv was working fine. I then asked "Caleb, is this what that loud noise was from?? Did you hit the tv with the broom?" He instantly dropped to the ground and started crying. Instant grace overcame me and I told him we could always get another tv but no more swinging things in the living room and to teach him a lesson I took $5 from his spending money jar to help pay for the tv. My dad graciously surprised us by telling us he wanted to buy us a tv. We obviously accepted the wonderful gift and now nobody has to use the Wii remote to work Netflix. HALLELUJAH!! Broken tv = blessing in disguise. Thank you dad!!
Broken tv after we shut it off and then turned it back on.
New tv with a happy Caleb.
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