|my son would be crushing the butterfly|
I'm guessing that you must have a pretty crappy life to begin with to choose to do something like this. I'm assuming that you're going to melt the statue down and sell it for scrap bronze (on that hawt scrap bronze market). If you're not going to, you should just give it back. You should know that parents of autistic kids are kind of a scrappy group. Our kids train us.
I was a parent of a typical kid for 5 years before my ASD kid came along. I thought I was tough. I remember being in the grocery store at 1:00 a.m., picking up diapers and tylenol. I felt lethal, a little crazed...maybe a little Mel Gibsony (pre-racism).
Now, though...I've had 4 1/2 years of autism bootcamp. I know that Navy SEALs carry giant logs on their shoulders, but I carry an extra 40 pounds on my left arm for hours on end...every day. I'm constantly on guard (ever since we removed the stair guards from our house) every moment that my kid's awake. I've got plenty of adrenalin pumping through here on a regular basis. Parents of autistic kids are often sleep deprived and may have stress disorders. I'm not even going to talk about potty training.
So, my point to you, oh statue thief, is this:
Hide that statue. Melt it, sell it, bury it in the desert, whatever. Just don't let any of us autism parents spot you.