My daughter is a Daisy scout this year and fall sales of candy and nuts started today. While I took my third son to Waffle House I asked my husband (the best salesman I know) to give her some pointers. When I came home the two of them acted out what they’d learned. Elaina knocked on the door, daddy answered. Elaina said, “I’m a Daisy. You want any of this stuff?”
Later in the day when her Grandpa asked if her prices were good, she said, “Yep. We have a hundred dollars.”
Isn’t my Daisy priceless?
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