August 27, 2007
Yesterday, Lara loved apples. "Appah! Appah! Appah! Mah! Mah!" she yelled running around her room with this red Gala. If either of us approached she would run away to a corner of the room, huddling with her apple, and repeating, "Keepit. Keepit" - as in, "I want to keep it, don't take it away from me!" After eating almost two cut up apples and having watched Misha slicing them for her, she picked up a tennis ball and my car keys and proceeded to run the key edge along the tennis ball and yell "Sice! Sice! Appah! Eat!"
You should have seen the look I got today when I offered Lara an apple piece. "You? You expect me to eat that? Good god, what is that thing?" her eyes asked accusingly. We have entered a whimsical age, and we have discovered the vagaries of mood and opinion.