On the way to drop the kids off at school this morning I asked Seneca what type of fruit she would like me to start putting in her lunch. "Apples," she replied, "I love apples!" You would think being her mother for almost 8 years now I would know this, but I don't. If I had put an apple in her lunch without her blessing she would not have eaten it.
Diezel couldn't help but announce that he likes apples too and he "once ate the best apple in the whole world, but that was a long time ago." He is six. I wonder if he will have apples sitting on his counter as an adult that he doesn't eat?
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