So sad ...

I posted this a few days ago. Its a Valentine's Day card from 1927 that was made in Germany. I got it at the flea market last Saturday. I got others but this one was my favorite.

It survived over 80 years, through a World War ... and it did not make it a week in my house. While I was making dinner, I peeked in on my girls who were happily playing in the living room while I made dinner. Five minutes later, Mr. T arrived home and walked past the living room and said to my Happy Girl, "Oooh, you're in trouble." My card was in little bitty shreds. :-( She'd climbed on the sofa and reached over the desk to grab the card and was deconstructing it - the couple in particular. I grabbed up the tiny pieces and tried to piece it together hoping tape might salvage it, but because of the age, the paper was disintegrating. I had no choice but to discard the fragments in the trash. I wish I'd at least gotten a clearer picture of it since the one above is somewhat blurry.

I'm heartbroken and disappointed, but how can I be upset with this face?