
Lincoln finds mangoes delightful. I'm not sure if it's the taste or the squishability. He loves to grab a piece tight in his fist and then squeeze until it squishes out between his fingers leaving only ragged little remnants, only a few of which make it into his mouth. It's a big mess for us to clean up, but he thoroughly enjoys himself. (As messy as mangoes are, canned mandarin oranges are an even bigger mess. When he squishes those in his fist, juice runs down his forearm and drips onto his clothes and the floor. I'm sure some of it runs all the way down his arm and ends up on his tummy. MESSY!)
Jake and Viva also like mangoes, but they eat them nicely with a fork. Bentley won't eat them, of course. I like using them in a fresh fruit salsa to put on grilled chicken.
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