In the exciting adventure that has been teaching my son to eat new foods, I created a sly plan to help him enjoy apples.
I offered him the most delicious caramel apple you have ever seen–a real diabetic’s dream.
He took it eagerly–a true testament to my genius as a mother.
He worked on it for a long time before returning what he did not want to finish.
Ah. Well, I’ve got to hand it to him for his persistence.
If it looks like an apple and smells like an apple …