Apples

I love apples.  like, love, love, love them!  In one day I will easily eat and apple or two and some apple sauce. Recently I made the mistake of letting Tag have a bite of my apple.  He loves nearly everything I put in front of him, and the apple was no exception.  But I think he especially loved the sensation of sinking his teeth into the apple.  Now, whenever I have an apple, he knows what it is and he wants some.  How does he tell me?  Oh, he screams and shrieks so loud that my ear drums nearly bust.  I can't wait till Tag learns to use his words (and neither can my ears).  Oh and it will be good also when tag has enough teeth to safely eat an apple so I don't have to dig apple chunks from his cheeks when he gets a bite too big!       

Everyone says Tag looks just like B.  And he does.  The only thing he got from me it seems is my reddish hair (poor kid!) and maybe he also my love of fruits and veggies.  

*Notice the determination on his face and that tight grip on my hand!