He was the cutest little five year old guy since Casper the Friendly Ghost. Shy of 35 inches in height and sporting brown leather pointy-toed cowboy boots, he made up lost height with his bold and vibrant personality. If a question needed asking, he was going to get the job done.
"Mitt Dahling, Wat cuhluh idth Jeethuth?"
I had just finished placing the last painted and glittering pinecone turkey on the windowsill of the small church recreation room to dry. We had Parent Appreciation Day co
