Just Peachy

This morning, I went to check on the peaches. Most of them are still hard. However, I persisted in checking for ripe ones. I found a few. I picked eight, two of which I discarded (the outer shell was compromised). I'm not sure if they needed to be discarded, but I figured we would probably have enough.

Now, who is going to eat the peaches?  Both Lucas and Andrew tried a piece tonight. But, neither of them was too fond of it. Andrew ate some broccoli, carrots, and apple (sans peel) this evening, so it's not like he only eats pizza. Jenn had a small piece of one; Jenn isn't particularly fond of peachy things, but she has indicated a willingness to give them a shot. I ate the majority of the peach that was consumed. I've never been a huge peach fan, but I thought it was pretty good.

So, if you're feeling peachy ... or maybe if you would like to feel more peachy ... come give us a visit. I'm sure dad will be able to get his fill of peaches when he's here in a couple weeks!