Jill, one of the two official daughters of NewMexiKen, reports:
[Three-year-old] Mack and I picked out some lovely ripe cherries at the market today. We’re going to chop them up put them in homemade ice cream.
At lunch I diced some of them and gave them to [8-month-old] Aidan.
He grabbed a couple and stuffed them in his mouth. Immediately, his eyes shot to me with an expression that perfectly conveyed two thoughts:
“My God, but I do love you, woman.”
and
“Exactly what else have you been keeping from me?”
one of the rewards one gets for the all the effort.
They melt your heart!
That’s exactly how I feel about a good batch of bing cherries!
Oh that smiling Joe.