


Daddy and I were eating leftover chicken wings for dinner, tonight and you kept pointing to them and letting us know that you wanted one! So, I asked Daddy, "What do you think she'd do with a wing?" Daddy responded, "I don't know," as he handed you one (with a sturdy bone, I might add). Well, you chomped right down on it and dove right in- messy fingers and all! You loved eating your wing almost as much as Daddy loves wings. I guess that Daddy is in there somewhere, after all ;-P
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