Sarah has been thinking about coconuts today. She asked me:
"Mommy, do coconuts come from the sand ?" (Hmmm- no- clearly they come from Coco puffs.)
She asked later on what coconuts turn into when they grow up. ( bowling balls)
They seem to have taken on a magical property to her. Sort of like pineapples have for me. I never ate pineapples as a child. I had my first bite of one as an adult and was transported into spiritual ecstasy for a moment. I late found dipping them in warm caramel is spectacular to the taste-buds. When I visited Nicaragua I tried white pineapples, which are indeed though hard to imagine- better and sweeter than a 'regular' pineapple.