My oldest male grandchild wanted some jam on his morning cereal today. I did not have any more raspberry jam, - his favorite, and asked if he would like to try som fig jam made by Mike.
Not only did he want it, - he immediately started talking about Mike, the garden, the olive trees and the dog. I was duly impressed as this happened about three years ago and the boy is just seven.
He did like the jam.
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