We have a pineapple plant that comes in for the winter and then goes back outside when the weather gets warmer. It is a rather big plant that takes up way too much space on the table that sits in the family room. I’m not impressed with it, but my sister Sophia loves it. Well at least I think I can say she loves it, but she isn’t nice to it. She chews on the leaves. When a leaf starts to look really brown and scruffy, Mom cuts it off. Sophia then starts to munch on a different leaf. Sometimes Mom buys new fresh pineapples. Before Mom can peel and then slice them, Sophia will sit on the counter to eat the leaves. I heard Mom tell Dad, that she often buys the pineapple just so Sophia can eat the fresh leaves.

Today I watch as Sophia grooms Dad’s hair. This is something she does almost every day. He tries to stop her, but then gives up. She will often spend an hour making certain that his hair is just the way she thinks it should be. I don’t know how he can put up with it. The best that can be said, is that at least she doesn’t munch on his hair the way she does on that pineapple!