Yesterday, we picked an orange off of our front yard tree on the way up the stairs into the house. We’ve rarely had any oranges off this tree since we’ve moved here for a variety of we’re-not-very-good-at-growing-stuff reasons. But it’s doing better this year. (Unless the recent cold snap does something terrible to what’s there.) And this one orange looked ripe.
So I cut it into pieces. And I decided it was time to introduce Jonah to the idea of the orange peel smile. Thus, a photographic record of his FIRST TIME executing the trick, or almost executing it. With great glee. The orange was pretty delicious too.
