"MissCammie, I didn't REALLY see a paintbrush over there...it's over there" and she indicated with a turn of her head. Sure enough there was another one not far from us.
"I wanted that little girl to find it". The man and his small daughter, who had been nearly knocked over by the Sparkle sisters,were hunting around. The girl was tiny and wearing glasses. She was walking slowly and cautiously, holding her daddy's hand. We could see that she had braces on both legs. It made me want to find those obnoxious girls and knock their rude heads together.
The little girl was singsonging "Paintbrush Paintbrush" over and over. Sally walked over to the man and pointed in the direction of the paint brush. Then she stood sentry. Hands on hips, ready to do battle. She wasn't going to let anyone get by her. The man smiled and thanked Sally and then took his daughter in that direction. The little girl squealed with pleasure when she spotted the paint brush. She held it high and her daddy told her what a good job she had done. Sally walked over to her and put her hand out for a high five. The little girl was so cute. Her eyes got big and she smiled and tried to give Sally a high five. After missing twice, Sally helped her make contact.
Of course I was crying as I watched.