Broken Pot...

Yesterday, I was playing the piano after lunch and Riley showed me that my frog tea pot was broken. It was missing the handle and some frog legs. She told me that the missing pieces were at the dump. I was so, so, so sad because she had thrown all of the broken pieces away, and now I can't fix it. I don't know when she broke it because she doesn't understand time, whether it was yesterday or last week. When I asked her why she didn't tell me what she had done she told me that she cleaned it up by herself so I would be happy. She did a very good job cleaning it up. Dax didn't even know it was broken, and they are always together even when I am not around. Today I understand that she knew she had done something wrong, and didn't want me to get mad at her, so she tried taking care of the mess herself. I will have to work on teaching her what to do in situations like this in the future. I know this won't be the last time something special gets broken in this house.