Ribs

Seeing as he just woke up calling out "Daddy", patted the pillow next to him when I went into the room, and fell back asleep before I could lie down beside him and seeing as I haven’t posted anything about him in awhile I think I’ll put up a picture of Travis. 

I do make pretty good ribs, and it is one of the few meats that I cook that he’ll eat on a regular basis. He’ll stuff rice, potatos, and vegetables into his maw until you wonder where there is room most days. He’ll eat country food like there is no tomorrow, and has even sampled igunaq a couple of times. But after a great start when he was younger, he simply doesn’t seem to want the standard meat dishes that come with supper. Ah, but my ribs…