Eating an apple

It is Tuesday and we always swim on Tuesday's. Only today I could swim on the streets if I wanted to. Such a down pour! And we have to say goodbye to my papa, because he goes back to his boat. In the rain he kisses me for four weeks.

But then we play in the swimming pool and all is forgotten. When I get out of the swimming pool I am hungry: my mama gives me a bit of an apple. Well, that is a sensation! A toy that gives off a taste!

These days my mama gives me all sorts of fun things to try. But I am not sure yet that I like all that stuff.