A couple of evenings ago, I grilled boneless chicken thighs for a salad. Grey watched as I cut the thighs into strips and topped his salad. He then said, "I can't eat these, there are bones in the chicken." I said, "No, these are boneless - there are no bones." He then replied, "I can't eat these, there are boneless in the chicken." Joe and I just had to giggle!
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