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It’s Worth a Whole Lot More


The other day while working, I heard something breaking downstairs. I ran down the steps to see my favorite eagle figurine on the floor broken into many pieces. My heart dropped a little bit seeing it somewhere other than on its shelf.

Next to it was my son. He had banged into the wall rough housing and that caused it to fall down. Thankfully it didn’t hit him, but my eagle was destroyed. Now, I don’t even remember where I bought it or for how much, but it was such a find for me. It was a life size sculpture of a bald eagle head.

I went back upstairs to work and let my husband take care of disposing of my eagle. I soon hear little feet coming up the steps. My son came over to me and with the saddest face and told me that he was sorry. He gave me a hug and asked me if I would like him to make a picture of an eagle. I said I would like that a lot.

A few minutes later, he came back up with his creation…

That settles it. Something as precious as that is worth a whole lot more than any sculpture I could ever buy πŸ™‚


So, what do you think ?