Imagination

It’s hard to predict just what will happen when my grandson comes for a visit. He and his imagination know no limits and I have to admit that my imagination has limits. We played “shopping” for a while. I have a wheeled cart which he uses for his shopping cart. He had a pile of pennies with him. He would come up to me, give me a small number of the pennies, and then ask me what I had for him. I…