Mmmm Peach

At this point I should recount that Thursday night during dinner, which our friends had brought and were enjoying with us, N started really searching for something in her nose. M quickly figured out that a pea had found its way in, and I took N to the bathroom. It was a simple removal, and N happily ate the pea.

This summer N became an expert at making salads. Often without guidance, let alone permission, she would take some salad greens to the kitchen, get out the mayonnaise and Dijon mustard, and come up with a tasty mess. Yesterday, helped only with peeling the hard-boiled eggs and final stirring, she made dill-seasoned egg salad for our lunch:

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