








This is my Sunday morning “breakfast with dad“ post, minus the breakfast. I like to work up an appetite. Catch up on news while gnawing on my 8 ring asylum. It helps pacify my oral fixation ever since I’ve been weaned off the bottle. I am constantly sucking on something. A couple cups of dark roast Joe. Beat off to relieve my morning wood, and then a high protein breakfast. I love the works, eggs, french toast, bacon, oatmeal and fruit. This should help explain my big dad gut I am using for my coffee table in the last pic. Now that is the breakfast of champions.