Tristan loves dinosaurs. He also loves to play paleontologist. After roasting, and then cooking down a chicken for soup stock, I gave him some of the bones. He spent about a half hour figuring out what bones were what and trying to piece the chicken back together. We were, of course, missing some important bones, like the skull and the feet. In the end he ended up with a wingless, headless, four legged chicken. He said it was a new kind of chicken that evolved. Just a little bit of fun here at our house.
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