watermelon man

Aside from all the outdoor fun, the other aspect of summer we've been loving is the fresh produce. Fresh corn and tomatoes spice up otherwise standard dinners of grilled chicken or fish. Peaches, plums, and strawberries have become a mainstay in our diet. (We drove by the fields and fields of strawberries near Watsonville the other day and I thought, "We eat more than our fair share of those! But maybe we can get some more anyway?") And one of our favorite side dishes/snacks/desserts is watermelon.

No one loves watermelon more than our little guy. In the beginning, we very conscientiously chopped up the watermelon into bite-sized pieces, perfect for Indy's little fingers. One night, though, he swiped a slice off his sister's dinner plate. We realized then that we'd been making extra work for ourselves. He does just fine with a slice!

(That third photo is really just for me, so I remember.  My little people change so much, so quickly.  I just know that if I don't write it down, I'll forget their cute little idiosyncrasies.  That back-of-the-hand to the mouth is Indy's interpretation of the sign for eat.  He uses it constantly.  It's one of the first things he does in the morning -- sign eat.  Surprised?  No, probably not.  I suppose that's why he's so big!)