Best salesman ever. Who can resist those sad eyes and timid voice pleading, Compraras, por favor? He nailed it.
Too wet to mow, so our farm lawn was full of dandelions that had transformed from their bright yellow flower to a light gray fluff, shining in the evening light. While most people would look at them with distain, referring to them as weeds, my grandson was excited to discover so many wishing flowers. I like how he thinks!