Noah: Mom, I'm all done.
Jeana: Um...you need to eat some of your chicken. Two bites.
Noah: I can't.
Jeana: Yes, you can. Just two bites of chicken and you can be all done.
Noah (holding a piece of chicken near his cheek and stroking it lovingly): I can't eat it because...well...the chicken is my friend.
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Oh my! You are so in-for-it with that boy! I wish for you luck and prayers. Watching him grow up is going to be sooo much fun.
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Indeed. Chicken is my friend too, but only if they're zesty.
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