During my pregnancy, i lived off strawberries for a good full month of the summer. As soon as our patch exploded red juiciness, i picked and devoured. Jason and i would joke that our little one would be bound to love strawberries.
Liam and i were walking by the patch today and noticed some red peeking out, it's time. The first juicy berry went straight into Liam's drooly mouth. The boy was hooked. He gobbled it down, juice running down his chin, onto his shirt, down my arm.
I love this motherhood gig. It's the best.
