Pickles loves fruit.  Anything round is an apple, including oranges.  Now, Mommy loves oranges too. As does everyone else in the family. Pickles really, really likes oranges.  Enough to get her own.  Enough to rip it apart with her small bare hands, when it takes Mommy a knife and a spoon to remove the orange from its thick, fragrant skin.  I guess I need to just be more like Pickles. Rip apart. Stick my face in half of it. Let juice run down my arms and enjoy.  This is what was left after Pickles decided she was full.

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