Isaac loves it when I serve chicken drumsticks for dinner. When I roasted a batch of drums in the oven a little over a month ago, he happily devoured two and then finished off the two his older brothers hadn't finished. A few weeks ago, I made drumsticks again. While the rest of us were engaged in the usual banter of the dinner table, Isaac tucked into a chicken leg. Before we knew it, he held up a very clean bone and yelled (so that he could be heard above the din), "Nother bone, pwease!"
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