This is "Breakfast at Mom's" :) My Mom was an amazing cook. My buddies would figure out a way to sleep over, even on school nights, just so they could have one of her breakfasts. And she comes by it honestly from her Mom. My grandma Berta was a wildly creative cook. Everything was healthy and always so good you just wanted to keep eating and eating. One morning my sister and I came into the kitchen staying with them during the summer, sleepy eyed we plopped down and grandma quickly whisked steaming bowls of soup in front of us. We stole a look at each other, mouths open..."um grandma...is this our breakfast?...oh hush and dig in." It was amazing. So this little baby and his mama reminded me of all that while I was painting.