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."
Sa maman lui donnait un peu de melon, elle le prenait en main, comme ça, et le jetait dans le lierre. A la place, elle mangeait des snacks aux fruits, des puddings. Je lui disais : « Riley, ne fais pas ça. Mange tes fruits.»