The First Ma-melon

That's "watermelon" for those not in the know. Most Saturday mornings we get up and go to the local farmer's market, and for the last four or five weeks we've bought a watermelon from one particular vendor. The first was met with mere indifference from Addie, but since those first few bites she's been singing a different tune. Now we can't open the fridge without her peeking in, taking note of the contents, and excitedly proclaiming "ma-melon! Ma-melon!" Now she scarfs it down; these pictures chronicle the the begin of the addiction: