Ever since we started traveling to Miami together, it has become a tradition that my spouse looks everywhere for coconuts on the ground to take home and eat. We have a photo of him somewhere trying to climb up a palm tree to get one. So he has become known as the great Wisconsin Coconut Hunter of the South Florida Coast. I just made that up. There were not very many coconuts laying around this time, so my sister picked some up at a local farmer's market for us to enjoy. Here are my children taking their first sip of coconut milk.
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| Matheson says: "Wow, big brother, you are brave." (Those are mosquito bites on his face in case you are wondering.) |
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