Prettier
An elderly woman and her little grandson, whose face
was sprinkled with bright freckles, spent the day at
the zoo. Lots of children were waiting in line to
get their cheeks painted by a local artist who was
decorating them with tiger paws.
"You've got so many freckles, there's no place to
paint!" a girl in the line said to the little fella.
Embarrassed, the little boy dropped his head. His
grandmother knelt down next to him. "I love your
freckles. When I was a little girl I always wanted
freckles," she said, while tracing her finger across
the child's cheek. "Freckles are beautiful."
The boy looked up, "Really?" "Of course," said the
grandmother. "Why just name me one thing that's
prettier than freckles."
The little boy thought for a moment, peered intensely
into his grandma's face, and softly whispered,
"Wrinkles."
