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."
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".