The boys have been playing outside all day at Oma and Opa’s house. They have been using a plastic laundry pail full of water to float their paper boats. When I go outside to check on them I discover that there is no water in the pail and the boats have been reduced to a mushy mess. The bucket is cracked on the bottom and some pieces are missing.
Mom — What happened to the pail?!
B — It broke because my brother started jumping on it and then I started jumping on it.
R — I wanted to get the paper out of it, but all the pieces were stuck to the bottom.
B — We’re sorry.
Mom — You’ll have to go tell Oma and Opa that you’re sorry. It was their pail. Now I’ll have to spend money on a new pail for them.
Opa joins us outside and assesses the situation, trying hard not to laugh at the boys’ pained expressions.
B — We’re sorry we broke your pail, Opa.
Opa, disguising a smile — We’ll have to buy a new one. They are expensive!
R — Well, just buy the cheapest one you can find.