Guava season is upon us.

Toren was gifted the first guava of the season from the guava tree at The Horticult abode. The reunion between Toren and his beloved spirit fruit went something like this...

"Hey, what's this? Wait, you look familiar. Have we met before? Oh my gosh, is this a...is this a...wait, is this for real?"

"Dad, look at this! They're back! I don't know where they went, but they're totally back! These things I love. I love this things. These things. I love."

"Oh no, I wasn't holding it out to you like 'want a bite?'. I was holding it out to you like 'look at this!'. You can't have a bite. Can you just keep your distance actually?"

"Ok, here it goes. Here goes the first bite of the season. Get a profile shot. Can you see my teeth? Wait, not my left side, get my right side. There. Hold on, let me focus on this."

"Yep, this is the stuff. Can you get a few pounds of these like you did last year? Go ahead. I'll just be right here. Really, I won't move. Maybe like 10 pounds or something. Buy the place out."

"Dad, seriously, don't get too close. This isn't a joke. My shirt may say Namaste, but don't let that fool you. Just sit down on the couch over there."

"Ok, back up for real. These teeth are good for two things: eating this thing in my hands and biting anything that tries to take this away. Let's stay friends."

[lost in guava deliciousness, no comment, but look at his skinny Ricter legs]

"So, this Horticult place. They have more of these? And you know where this place is? Do they have security? I'm thinking we go in under the dark of night and raid the place."

"Can't wait until night. Let's go now. I'll take this horse. Let's make this happen."

Chantal, you should really watch out. A toddler on a toy horse with guava running down his Namaste shirt and a greedy look in his eyes may be snooping around your abode in the near future. You've been warned.