Crash

Mommy bought a Halloween candy dish a couple days ago. It was clearanced at a big box store, so it was cheap, but still cute. It's ceramic with a spring-loaded cat jumping from the center. Grab a piece of candy, and the cat bounces with the spring. At least that's how I imagine it works; mommy bought it too late to use this season.

The dish was packed in a box of Halloween decorations, waiting for someone to carry it into storage. Abbie, entranced by cat on a spring, pulled the dish out of the box. I warned her to put it down, and she dutifully set it on a table. A minute later, before I took time to put it away again, a boy picked up the dish and dropped it on the floor. It shattered into several pieces.

I've known for years that we can't have nice things in our home. Apparently we can't have cheap things, either.