Another Dinner

Another dinner, another day... N. was intent on covering the plate entirely with ketchup, when he realized that his shirt was also ketchup-crusted. He requested - no, insisted- that the shirt be removed and that he be permitted to proceed with dinner wearing nothing but a diaper. After much argument (commencing in my questioning my sanity in arguing with a 2 year old), the shirt was removed. N. continued eating but shortly thereafter was observed smearing his entire chest with ketchup.