Miles likes peas. Excuse me, Miles loves peas. Any doubt was officially put to rest at 5:50 p.m., Saturday, November 21, 2009.
While waiting for his dinner, I grabbed a frozen pea out of the bowl of goods waiting to be heated up and handed it to him to see what he'd do with it.
Without even minor hesitation he promptly put it in his mouth. I anxiously awaited to see his surprise, or even disgust; but instead he eagerly chomped it down and ate it. Then, he immediately turned to me and said, "mar!"
He ate 10 frozen peas before dinner. I'm convinced, he's not a baby boy. He's a pea monster.
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