
This Pinnochio has a very special story. When Emily (our oldest granddaughter) (now 7) was 1 1/2 years old, she was living with us and we had this snow globe of Pinnochio in our bedroom on my cedar chest. She came walking out of the bedroom proudly displaying the globe in her hands which probably weighed half as much as she did but when she got to the door between the family room and the foyer, the globe immediately left her tiny little hands. She was barefooted and I was struck with WHAT DO I DO NOW! Seeing this, I knew she would try to run and knowing she would dash across the floor full of broken glass and water (of course to no doubt slip and fall), I about panicked. You get those moments when you stop breathing and adrennaline kicks in, that's what happened. Fortunately, I was able to wisk her up before the tiny feet made a move.
At first I was heartbroken that the globe was broken (because it was a gift and held sentimental value concerning Robbie) but then I thought, it's just a "thing". I was so glad our little girl's feet were ok. I saved the globe, it has no water, it even has a piece of broken globe still attached, but the memory of Emily, living with us is precious and seeing how proud she was to be toting that globe to her gramma like it was a prize, was beyond words. Someday, I will give her that snowglobe.