The Long Arm

Porter can reach clear across most any booth and makes dining out quite a challenge these days as he is so grabby. Usually some toys, or a bit of his own food serves for slight distraction, however, at this particular breakfast I had forgotten any form of entertainment. Instead he thrashed the half & half stacks Matilda was making, coated himself and me in syrup, ate ice (surreptitiously so his sister wasn't too jealous), and babbled at the bad ass motorcyclists sitting by us ordering Bloody Marys and Budweiser for breakfast.