Behold, the Monkey Boy!
Cute little thing, ain't he? He's also a total fruit freak. Bananas are at the top of the list, followed by pears and apricots.
He hates macaroni and cheese.
I KNOW! Weird! Here I thought it was one of the laws of kid-dom. "Thou shalt love macaroni and cheese." Apparently not. Spinach? Okay. Green beans? Rock on. Baby-style lasagne? Break out the shades and do a happy dance.
Macaroni and cheese? Two little arms clamped over the mouth, coupled with a mighty scowl. He looks like a teeny little Bela Lugosi!
"Okay, kiddo. Have a banana."
At least it's healthy.
Speaking of healthy, I still have a hale and hearty stash, even as my self-induced yarn fast nears an end. I can't win. I think the stash is now a sentient entity, capable of self-protection. I think it eats random papers and such, just to ensure the continuation of its current size.
Paper is made of fiber, right? Hm...
Good Lord. Cannibal yarn?