SH: I'm going to throw away this orange.*
Me: No! Do not throw it away!
SH: It can't be any good. The peel is all hard.
Me: No. I'll eat it.
SH: Careful! Don't cut yourself!
Me: See? It's just fine.
SH: I thought you didn't like oranges.
Me: I don't. But there is nothing wrong with this orange.
* That has been in the fridge since Christmas Eve when I zested it for the two sticks of butter rum pecan cinnamon rolls that I made on Christmas morning.