We had the Grandson Friday night and his Aunt Jessy came over to sit with him while I took Mah out for a 2 1/2# porterhouse at Doe's Eats.
A mighty fine chunk of dead steer was consumed in short order, preceeded by six fresh, fried gulf shrimp and washed down with cold Dr Pepper.
Before we left, I took some (a lot) of pics of the boy being himself.
He lights up my days...