Strawberry Boy

I offered the biggest, most immaculate strawberry I'd ever seen to Number 4 one morning...

...his chubby little fingers explored all the intricacies of the delicious gem...

...and after much exploration, he sunk his teeth into it, bottom first...

...all conversation ceased as he reveled in every bite...

...juice dripping down his chin...

...and sticky little hand on my knee...

...and as the last bite barely fit in his mouth, he immediately signed "please" for another.

Simple pleasures of watching him savor a strawberry.