The Silver Seesaw

I tiptoed across the dining table and bumped right into a giant shiny silver spoon resting on a woven cloth placemat. When I peered into the curved scoop, my reflection was completely upside down! I let out an excited squeak and waved both floating paws, watching the tiny mirrored reflection bounce right along with me. Leaning forward, I pressed down on the long handle with my foot. Clink! The spoon bobbed like a miniature metal seesaw, sending warm reflections of the dining lamp dancing across the table. I giggled and tapped it again, rocking my shiny new seesaw back and forth.