
Except for this sweet girl, she only wanted help getting the supplies together. She wanted to do the rest. She made her own sign, organized her own table, prepared a money pouch for making change, and then patiently waited for customers to drive by.
I never anticipated her dedication to this lemonade stand to last as long as it did. I thought surely she'd get bored with waiting in the blistering heat. Nope. She would jump up each time a car drove by and point to her sign or hold up cups of lemonade and smile that sweet smile that only Kennedy can do.


Soon, neighbors and random folks in our neighborhood started stopping for a nice glass of lemonade for the bargain price of $0.50.

She had 14 customers. Earned $7. And was by far the happiest kid on this planet.

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