Carnivore

Do you remember the post about how Zach loves milk? Well the other day we are eating some chicken wings and Sophia has her head down rather intently and she starts pulling at something. I realize quickly that it is a chicken hair or remnant of a feather and begin to worry about telling her that yes this was once a chicken you see running around, but she speaks first.
Hey Dad, is this where the chicken wing used to be?
pause
Yes Sophia it is
waiting...
Oh cool, and she proceeds to take a large bite and then turns to Zach and says hey check this out, this is where his feathers used to be, another big bite.

Like mother like daughter - meat and potatoes (oh and Soda and Candy too)

Tom