“Oh my gosh, Mom!” shrieked Leah. “This apple is so cute and tiny like a little baby! I am afraid to eat it!
She grabbed her knife.
“It probably tastes really deeeelicious,” she said, smiling wickedly.
She sliced and wailed, mocking a baby’s cry.
She ate.
Eve incarnate handed me a piece.
It was the sweetest apple ever.
That. Was. Awesome.