I used to say never get in the way of a pregnant lady and her watermelon. But now I say never get in the way of Porter Gray and his watermelon. This kid goes to town. Porter and I like to have watermelon eating contests at least twice a week. Actually, come to think of it, we have ____ eating contests every day. Just fill in that blank with a food you love, and I guarantee Porter and I have had a contest to see who could eat more. He is my little mini-me. My little mini-human garbage disposal. I just hope those sweet little rubber band wrists stay around for a while. You just can't have rolly polly legs without a couple of rubber band wrists on the side.