My uncle and grandmother found an amazing deal on potted orange trees, so they bought a couple, and gave me one.
Imagine my excitement a month later, when it started blooming! It smelled heavenly and looked gorgeous.
A couple weeks later, I looked at the faded blooms, and could see tiny little oranges forming. I was now practically incoherent with joy.
Then, a few days ago, my little kids decided to play with the tree. 3/4 of the leaves are gone, and all of my bitty oranges have been plucked off as well. While I didn't cry, I was pretty disappointed.