

The nectarine tree in the backyard is overgrown with fruit. We have picked some to relive the pressure of the branches. One of these happened to fall on the floor of the patio. Ben, being one to smell food from a mile away, found it and decided to have a little taste for himself. This is where he differs from his sister, who still wants her fruit cut up, Ben takes the whole thing and takes a bite out of it. He would take a bite then look at me and say "MMMMMMM."
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