She would just take her fruit, her mom packed her a melon every day, and she would just throw it in the ivy and then she would eat fruit snacks and pudding cups, and I was like, "Riley, you can't do that, you have to eat the fruit." And she was like, "Why?"
Arrojaba las frutas que su mamá le preparaba, las arrojaba en la hiedra y comía bocadillos de frutas budines, y yo le decía: "Riley, no puedes hacer eso, tienes que comer la fruta". Y ella: "¿Por qué?" Y yo: "Bueno, si tiras la fruta, muy pronto,