Enjoying my Great-Grandson

Becky,  Joy, Anders and I are at Panera's having good food and fellowship (actually, Anders doesn't eat yet; just drinks his mother's milk, which I would think can get pretty boring after a fellow has reached the age of seven months).  He kept eyeing my potato chips, which made me feel very guilty.  Poor little kid. His mother should leave him with me for a few hours.  I'll show him what real living is all about!