The boy loves him some peaches

Quinton likes peaches. He can eat a quart of peaches in one sitting.

Yesterday, I found him in the corner with a glass pint of spiced apples, which he obviously thought were peaches. I was in the middle of supervising Payge making pancakes, so I couldn't help him right away. But it was the saddest thing ever - he had a spoon in one hand and was trying check the lid off (there was still a ring on it!). After stabilizing the pancake situation, I turned to look for him, and he was holding the jar up with the saddest "please, sir, I want some more" look on his face. He ate half the jar with some pancakes.