An Apricot A Day

J has taken a shine to stone fruits.

She has sampled cherries (in season now), plums and apricots.

We had a harvest of plums recently and gave some to Carmel when we visited on Sunday.

In return, she gave us apricots from her sis-in-law's garden.

J seems to be enjoying them the most.

She has one a day, usually at breakfast.

Today, while swinging off my hip after lunch, she spied the remaining apricot on the dinner table and leaned down to make a grab for it.

She has even learnt to spit out the stone, after giving me a few near heart attacks when she kept the stone in her mouth for so long I thought she'd swallowed it.

Today, when I cupped my palm next to her mouth and said, "Spit out the stone," she did just that.

Amazing, isn't it.

I have to remind myself that just because J can't articulate, doesn't mean she can't understand me.