This weekend we went to my friend Baby Ronak's 6 month puja, where he got to eat "food" for the first time. It was in a temple way out in the countryside. I fell asleep, and when I woke up, we were there.
I was very interested in all the goings on. I was also interested in the priest's pants, and when mommy wasn't looking, I crawled up and tried to pull on them.
Afterwards we went apple picking again. This time it was a different farm with all kinds of apples.
Mommy let me taste her apple.
This tree got painted all yellow!
Afterwards I got to play with an apple while we waited for daddy to come back from filling up the bag with apples.
I still don't see what the big deal is with these things.
Aunty Sarita (whose lap I'm sitting on in the picture above) said that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I know, I saw all the apples that fell off the trees. But mommy thinks she might have meant something else.
Daddy at 9 months