From over twenty years ago:
What odd faces kids had back then.
Love seeing your Spring Onion’s (non) face. I guess she’s a scallion (or a full-blown onion? I don’t know the growth phases of onions) now. I remember going to Full Moon once and had a lovely lunch with a dear friend while my Spring Onion happily played in the play area. We had a simple and tasty light lunch where we could talk, and the server kept our wine glasses filled.