I told the Spouse that the Rainier cherries were in but they cost something insane, like $12 a pound. The kid said she wanted some; I told her that I’d already spent $12 on a couple of fidget spinners at the market.
“OK,” she said. “The best thing is that you don’t just poop out a fidget spinner.” Yes. That is the best thing.
Unless you’re this kid.
I’ll bet in retrospect that they wish they’d gone with the cherries. Or perhaps a less expensive fruit without a built-in choking hazard.
“Did she at least get it back?” the kid wondered. “It spins unevenly without it.” Indeed.