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There is so much excitement in new words.  We liked the chicken Aunti Robertta made for us BUT "knife" and "fork" were minutes of excitement.  Dibora and Yabi kept repeating over and over:  "momma! knife!  fork!  knife! fork!nha ha ha ha ha."  then she gets up from the table and I know she is heading for a spoon.  She comes around the corner and shouts excitedly:  "Spla-oon"  We say:  "spoon"   Gertie says:  "yes Spla-oon!"  We repeat the correct pronounciation and she shouts "spla-oon"  Yabi is saying the same.  And round and round we go.

 Claire loves dark meat and is enjoying a drum stick.  Roland eats whatever.  He enjoys the breast ha ha but is eating the chicken bare.  Yabi wants to get in on the action -- sucking the chicken bones.  He is intrigued by the bones that Dad is picking meat off.  I'm grossed out ofcourse -  but that's beside the point.  Anyway, Yabi wants some bones too.  So, I am thinking oh they must do this in Ethiopia because he wants a bone so badly... so I get him a wing and he is just hilarious.  He is singing and dancing in his chair so happy to have a bone to suck the meat of (YUCK!!!!!)  and I say to Roland:  Do you think this was how he always ate chicken?  Do you think he's had this before?  And we hear the crunch of cartilage - and bones and Roland says, I don't think he's ever done this before.