An Apple a Day...

Layla and Olivia came over for a couple hours today. We were finishing up with lunch when I got Will's very large jar of applesauce out of the refrigerator.

Olivia looked at the jar and said in a confused tone, "That's Will's applesauce?"

Yes.

Much more solemn and matter-of-factly, "Oh man. He's gonna die"

What? Why?

"If he eats all that he's gonna die."

I laughed. I'm not going to give him all of it. Just a little at a time.

She seemed satisfied.