So if you're like me, every time you go to Costco you pick up a rotisserie chicken in the deli. They are to. die. for. I love to shred it all up and freeze for future meals. On this particular night we were eating part of it for dinner, fresh. Mmmm. Our little fruit-atarian decides to dig right in before Rob and I could even get to the table. Man, what a beast! He was clearly going through a must. have. meat. phase. I wish he went through that every day.
Trying to be polite by using his fork.
Forget the fork, who needs em anyways?!
Man, I love that boy!
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