Tamales

We've had an older kid selling Tamales in our neighborhood this past summer, he's probably 20 years old or so. He's been walking the street with a cooler on wheels selling Tamales for a dollar each or four for $5. My neighbor buys them every time the kid comes around and he highly recommends them. I had conjured up an image of a kid and maybe his mom working hard trying to earn some extra cash. Just today a pretty nice looking Mitsubish Eclipse pulled up to my neighbors house and out jumped this kid hawking his tamales. It kind of ruined the illusion I had created.

Very much the same.

I'm up early with one of the little guys this morning and I'm noticing that already we are not very different. He like to have his milk first thing in the morning and he's grumpy until he gets it. I like to have my coffee and I'm grumpy until I get it. He's captivated by the auto retractable power cord on the vacuum cleaner. I get it, who wouldn't be.