Ben came into my office the other day and found the 1986 Silver Eagle I have that’s in the original mint packaging. He’s always coming into my office wanting to take things from there or from my desk. Apparently, I just have all the best… everything! And he just wants to play with and take all of it.
So, he decides that he needs to take it downstairs and show it to momma. Of course, he trips on the tile in the kitchen and drops it and breaks a chip off the mint capsule for the coin… Great!
And, of course, he’s always taking my old miniatures - “the robot toys” - and I’ve lost count of how many of those have lost arms, been snapped at the waist or just smashed into oblivion.
Maybe I shouldn’t complain too much - he breaks plenty of his stuff too. And his brother’s toys. And a few of my wife’s things… and sometimes I can put thing things back together and there’s always super glue for some things.
I ordered a batch of 5 or 6 empty mint capsules off eBay for about $10 after shipping and taxes. I was hoping I could just take off the broken lid / top to the mint capsule and pop on a new one but the body of the capsule has cracks running along the sides too. So, I’ll have to replace the whole capsule. That thing’s card is punched.
I am so grateful for the fact that, as he and I recently showed / demonstrated, the slabs for the graded coins don’t break as easy as those mint capsules apparently do.
It’s going to be hard some days balancing sharing what I enjoy with him and having him not… wreck my stuff.
It just seems like it’s a little bit worse with us being home. All. The. Time.
Today was day 25.
Yup... You're all getting treated to more of my ranting and rambling because of Covid-19. I hope you enjoy!