"Anything." he called out, taking off his uniform as well. As soon as he was down to boxers, he slipped up behind his mom, hugging her and nuzzling the back of her neck despite the damp hair. The mention of food flipped a switch in his stomach and he realized how hungry he was.  "Anything and a lot of anything. I'm hungry." he moaned content to be wrapped around her. His brain was screaming milk. After the day he had he wasn't so sure he could resist like this morning.  Wasn't sure if he wanted to. The idea of weening himself seemed stupid now.