Beef. It's what's for dinner.

Look how big I am! I eat really big, I cry big, I poop REALLY big, and I even love big! Right now I am sitting in my swing watching Everybody Loves Raymond like a big boy. (My mom is playing on the computer not taking care of me!) This is a picture of me hanging out in the really big recliner, waiting on Daddy to get home. I am all dressed up, even have my first shoes on, because tonight we are going to the Rusty Barrel to eat steaks for G's (Grandpa Mark) birthday dinner. Mommy is pretty proud of me looking all spiffy and doesn't think the picture does me justice. Let's go eat. Pass the BEEF.