Dallas and I are sitting at the diningroom table eating dinner tonite. Baked chicken in the bsalmic vinigrette sauce. Kal had already finished but Dallas is very slow. And very picky. All of a sudden he looks at me and pokes his fork of chicken in the air and says "Is this real chicken chicken?" And I without thinking say yes. (Let it be noted if Britt had been here, this would not have taken place, she would've saved me) So he runs into the other room and I hear him say to Kal "Hey this is real chicken chicken. A REAL chicken" so she comes in the diningroom looking freaked out and says "are you kidding me?!"So then Dallas points to his fork again and says to me...
"So is this the head or the butt?"
Oh. My. God. I am so not hungry anymore. Hope all of y'all are having a good nite....~mama
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I love my 5 kids. My boys are 25, 24 & 10. My girls are 20 & 11. I have 2 grandsons and 1 granddaughter! I love the beach but this yr we moved to the Black Hills in SD. I have fibromyalgia.
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