Picture it- my back yard. My mother has come for a visit. We are on the back deck, children playing on the swing set barking out 'Mamaw- watch this' every 42 seconds (give or take). My mother and I are chatting about my poor placement of my garden and how she is going to just do it herself next year so it will be 'right'. Her attention moves to my flower bed.
Me: Thanks, I just love it. I found it at a garage sale of all the crazy places.
Mom: Really? It's just so beautiful.
Me: Yes- but the top is broken off. But it still works and is pretty.
Mom: Yes, it sure is pretty.
Mom: So........where are you going to put it?
Only a mother can give and take back a compliment like that.