Piggy Bank

This paper-mache piggy bank has been sitting on our sideboard for nearly two years, from the day my older son made it at school. The weevils finally got to it, so now it's riddled with tiny holes and leaking paper-mache dust. I broke the news to my son that we'd have to throw out his beloved piggy bank, but we could photograph it first so we don't completely have to part with it. He said okay.

Really? Okay?

And then I realized it was I who didn't want to part with the piggy bank. My son had crafted it with his 5 year-old hands. He's older now and someday, in the not-too-distant future, he'll be grown. And all those little mementos of his childhood will be gone, leaving me with only the images and the memories.

Piggy, I hardly knew ye.