Brunch time

I love the delight that William always has for things that I barely even notice. The pair of stone lions in these pictures guard the door to an antique store next to Le Peep, the restaurant where we ate brunch this morning. I've seen them plenty of times and never given them much thought, but to William, they were irresistible.

"Lions down dere! Want see lions," he said, running off down the sidewalk to check them out, up close. "Hewwo, lions!"

























































And what's a better prop for a good game of hide-and-seek or peek-a-boo that a four-foot-tall stone lion?



















After we hung out with the lions for awhile, it was time to eat brunch--you know, the whole reason we were there in the first place. William not only behaved beautifully (hooray!), but he ate his entire plate of food. Okay, I had two small pieces of pancake, and William insisted on feeding a couple of bites of scrambled egg to David, but other than that, he polished off his entire meal.

Don't believe me. Look at his plate here:
















And he washed it down with some (more) milk. I want to note here that the menu states that the children's entrees are designed for children ages 12 and under. So we can suppose that there are 10- and 11-year-olds out there eating the same amount of food as my two-year-old.

That's right. My toddler is about to outgrow the children's menu. My parents have always been amazed by how much William eats, and my dad started saying during our last visit to Natchez (after watching his grandson pack away the food) that William eats as much as some adults eat. And of course I like to joke that he eats more than his father already. But you know...it's kinda true!

At this rate, how are we going to be able to feed this kid when he's (gulp) a big hungry teenager?