Noah: "Mom I scratched the window."
Me: "How did you scratch the window?"
Noah: "Come look."
Me: "Noah, that is not a scratch. The window is broken. How did that happen?"
Noah: "I threw my pirate ship at it"
So that's that. Our first broken window. I have a feeling there may be more in our future. Noah was most worried about the chance of rain and thunder coming in the window but Shawn solved that problem with a little packing tape. Our windows are original to the house (they don't come out) so now I am on the task of finding someone to come in and replace it.