Chicken Bones

Hannah and I are Memorial Day BBQ failures.

Max put "drumsticks" on his portion of the meal plan. So Marc gassed up the grill, and drumsticks were made.

Hannah and I had peanut butter sandwiches instead.

No, we're not vegetarians, but I guess Hannah has inherited my true disgust at animal bones. We just can't eat the meat when it's that close to resembling the animal still. I try, and sometimes I succeed a little bit, but not so much tonight.

Max LOVED his dinner. Relished every bite. Even played with the chicken bones.

Oh well.