Clara loves salad - especially cucumbers. And she calls cucumbers: pickles. The other night I made a salad with cucumber, tomato, cilantro, lettuce and some salad dressing.
Seeking to participate in the dinner conversation, Clara delicately picked up a piece of cilantro that was covering one of her cucumber slices.
With a smile dancing on her lips she said: "Pickle hiding."
Gerald and I laughed and agreed - the pickle was hiding.
I then encouraged Clara to try the piece of cilantro that had so cleverly hid the "pickle."
She carefully placed the cilantro in her mouth. Made a face, pulled it out and exclaimed: "Not good."