Pass the Sauce

Being that he is his parents' son, it should come as no surprise that Henry digs barbecue. But until recently, he had to make do with pieces of meat cut into neat little pieces. A couple of weeks ago, though, we decided it was time for a time-honored rite of passage. We let the boy have a rib of his very own. Did he like it? Yeah. You could say that.

(In other news, he hung out with Grandmom and Granddad Burdett and went to the park.)