Lucy-ism

Our friend Kevin Callaway has a fun hobby in the Autumn.  He has an apple press that he uses to make his own apple cider.  He throws in the apples, grinds them up and presses out the juice.  We are grateful to have received the fruit of his labors in the years past.  This year, he brought over some fresh cider in a 2-liter bottle. 

This morning, Lucy asked me for some juice to drink with her breakfast.  I got out the cider from Kevin, and she commented on the bottle and how it was different from the normal bottle (TreeTop Apple Juice from Costco).  When she took her first sip, her eyes opened wide and a big grin spread across her face.  She said, “Dad, this tastes just like real apple juice!”