The candles, covered in that magical Christmas frost, Epsom Salts and glue. The entire effect would shatter if set too close to kid fingers scrapping, discovering… curious.
“Why did you do that, MOM?!”
“What do you mean? You don’t like these candles?”
“No, it’s not that… but you put this stuff on them, that we can scrap off… and we can’t help it! It’s just asking for us to scrape it off… and then it will make a mess everywhere, and then we’ll get in trouble.”
I have unwittingly led them into evil…