Monday, February 20, 2006
apple
I insisted on having this apple after dinner. I kept reaching for it and whining until Dad finally gave it to me. Its good that I want fruit, but I like to poke holes in the skin with my teeth instead of eating it. When I finally do bite a piece of the apple off, I give it to Joetta who usually won't touch it.
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