#55 - Broken windows

What's on the other side of a thousand small pieces falling on the ground?

I’m pretty sure that hearing my 7-year-old son broke a window with a stone at school is not in my top 10 phone calls I’d love to receive.

Yet we know how little life cares about our top 10 lists, and so - lo-and-behold - when the phone rang, instead of Lionel Messi telling me he moved next door and wanted to be my BFF, it was indeed the school calling a…