Monkeys love strawberries!

At least ours does anyway. Previous attempts were met with a puckered, unhappy face. I suppose that the strong, sweet taste of the berries were overwhelming. Miles' great, great Aunt Marybel bought him some organic strawberries from Trader Joe's and he gobbled them up. Ever since then, we have been buying them whenever they look good for we three to enjoy. I hope that this is finally a good year for the yummy, red fruit.

Below, Miles is showing us the best strawberry in the bunch, or so he thinks.

After dad gives it a good washing and cuts off the funky green part (or so Miles probably thinks), it's time to enjoy!

This morning, completely out of the blue, Miles sang me happy birthday! His rendition was a bit broken up, of course, but still ridiculously cute.

Lately he has refused to wear a bib when he eats (an incredibly messy breakfast consisting of) oatmeal or yogurt. These are the only two foods that he put up with wearing a bib to enjoy. Instead he leans his little face over his bowl to cut down on the spilling of food on himself. We have never introduced this preventive measure to Miles and I highly doubt that his caregiver has time to feed the kiddos food that involves as spoon and a bowl, SO I guess that Miles came up with all on his own. Interesting......