As a child, I got a book of anecdotes about Hodge Nasreddin in my hands. I remembered one joke.

He sends Hodja his son for water, gives him a bowl and lays the vine. The neighbors ask:
“Hodja, why did you loose the boy?
– So that he doesn’t break the bowl, – replies Hodja.
He hasn’t broken it yet, right?
When it breaks, it will be too late to crack.

But when my teenage son lost his cheap phone, I didn’t punish him. The neighbor looks at how calm I am and says:
My parents would have killed me.
And I answered:
What is the point of killing? You may think that a cell phone will be found from this.
The guy, thinking, agreed that it was logical.

All good and well-being.