Aaron requested ribs for his birthday dinner. This morning he was up early getting them ready to smoke them. Emma saw him working on them and wanted to know what he was working on.
Me: Ribs
Emma: Pig Ribs? (smiling excitedly)
Me: Yes
Emma: Did someone take the pig ribs to the grocery store?
Me: Yes
She was excited that she understood that someone brought the pig to the grocery store for us to purchase.
At dinner time, the subject came up again about how we were eating pig. Emma asked how they got the ribs out of the pig. I let Aaron field that one. Then John picked up a piece of rib that had a piece of fat and then a chunk of meat hanging from that fat. He swung it around with his hand and kept saying, "flying pig!"
Both kids packed in the ribs by the way.
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