Ryker has perfected the lengthy meal. He likes to play with his spoon and his food and his cup and his hair and his....pretty much anything he can get his hands on he has to thoroughly inspect. 
All the time I spend sitting there gives me plenty of time to wonder what he's thinking. He played with the green beans so long today, I thought he was done eating, but he got mad when I tried to take him out of the high chair.
"You're no match for me green bean."
"Join your little friends, slurp."
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