Pulling the paper up furiously, she burst into tears at what she saw.
Five minutes later I called her into the room, having decided she did need a consequence. I asked her to write me an apology letter, explaining why she had done this and why it was wrong. Off she went quietly, I think she was happy to have something to do to "fix it".
A few minutes later I got this in an envelope:
She cried and cried. I hugged her close and told her yes I forgave her and I still loved her - nothing could ever stop me loving her even when I am cross with her. We talked about acting in anger leads to bad choices and this should be a lesson to her to think before she acts.
She's happy now. It's over. But i now have a constant reminder of this story not just here on my blog, but embedded in my coffee table....