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 fellow.
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."
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