My daughter killed her Nook last week. This did not come as a surprise, as my daughter has single-handedly brought many of her personal belongings to an early demise. I used to cringe every time I saw her walking down the hall saying, “Oops!” Over time, I learned to reduce my reactions to the multitude of “oops” moments that exist with my daughter in our home. She has broken many things – and too numerous to count, and has cost of thousands in replacement items. I am hoping that as she gets older she will outgrow this tendency to treat her belongings in ways that are not nurturing the long-term sustainability of the items.
I hope that as I give her an allowance and she learns fiscal responsibility she will also learn responsibility and start to care more about her “things. It is all about the balance, however, as I am also happy that she is not overly focussed on things and does not believe that things are going to help make her truly happy in life.