Last Sunday, we took Dante to brunch. He's fascinated with objects now. This is new as thus far it's only been faces he's enjoyed. He was eying a pickle on my plate. I let his have it and in his mouth. We enjoyed watching his facial expression to this foreign object he kept putting in and pulling out of this mouth.
Thursday, March 8, 2007
Tasting his first pickle
Last Sunday, we took Dante to brunch. He's fascinated with objects now. This is new as thus far it's only been faces he's enjoyed. He was eying a pickle on my plate. I let his have it and in his mouth. We enjoyed watching his facial expression to this foreign object he kept putting in and pulling out of this mouth.
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Love me some Dante, love me some pickles! (And some Christine, too).
Smooches!
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