A Pickle

After work today we decided to head to the Sun for dinner and drinks. I held you while I was eating, and you kept eyeing my pickle and trying to grab it; you were very persistent with trying to get your little hands on it. Your dad and I decided that a pickle couldn’t do much harm, and that in fact it’d probably feel good on your gums. So we decided to let you try it. Thus, your first taste of anything other than milk was a pickle! You made a curious face at first and pulled it away and examined it, but you stuck it right back in your mouth. I think you’re a fan!

Trying the pickle


Wondering about the taste


Examining the pickle before sticking it in again for another taste

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