I am sad right now. My son was cleaning my bathroom and knocked my beautiful antique child's chamber pot to the ground and broke it. It was a darling little white ironstone one. I have never seen another one and it was so beautiful.
Oh well. It is only a thing...but I collect these things to protect and save them. When they get broken I feel like I have let someone down and I feel bad that others will never be able to enjoy it either.