I was making dinner while Pax was exploring on the floor. I turned around to find slimy hands, a messy floor and passion fruit seeds stuck to his face. Passion fruit (assuming you’re unfamilair) has a hard shell that we typically cut open with a knife. And then we scoop out the gooey, tart, delicious center.
Well, Paxton’s thumb did the trick this night! He found one that was overly ripe and easily puncturable. He seemed to enjoy it and not find offense with the serious tart-ness.