What's your name? I'm Baby Mo. As I said that, I stretched out my little chubby hands that were black and mostly stained with soil.
He frowned helplessly and stretched out his hand, slowly touching my hand. Just as he was about to take it back, I grabbed it tightly and squeezed it tightly. Hey, I rubbed and rubbed, and finally most of the dirt on my hand was gone. Hey, I showed my neat row of cavities and smiled naively.
His frown deepened.
I rejoiced, my hands were clean and I could eat the candies in my pocket, one after another, completely ignoring him.