While we were up north, we went on a hayride with the Ellis family. At one point, they allowed us to get out and pick an apple. I was enjoying my apple...and Shana wanted a bite of it. So when I handed the apple to Shana....we realized Margaret was eyeing it. So Shana allowed her to give the apple a lick. OH MY GOSH! I don't know if she just loved the juice, or the cold rough surface felt good on her gums(still no teeth?!?!)....but she went to town on that apple. We laughed so hard! She actually cried every time we tried to take the apple away from her.