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Thursday, June 21, 2007

Numb Chickens At The Table

Dinner observations:
Elijah drinking his soy milk, listening to himself gulp. He says, "There's a chicken in my cup. I say bok bok."
Jacob eating his plain grits with butter. He says, "Can I have some sugar? My grits are numb." Bland, son, not numb.
Posted by Liz at 9:48 PM
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