I have shared before that we have a special needs granddaughter. And, I have mentioned that she and I have a deal, she does what she wants to and I help her. A bit of insight into this wonderful young lady, she loves fried chicken. Especially if we go to ‘Pops’ to get it. Pops is a chicken place not far from our house.
Recently, the group that she spends days with took a field trip, as they do often, to see a lot of baby animals. There were dogs, cats, pigs, and chickens. She was really excited about getting to touch the animals and marveled at the soft fuzzy baby chicks. As she, in her own way, told her mother about the other animals and the chicks, her mother asked if she would like to get a baby chicken. The answer was, "No." Her mother said, "But you said you loved chickens." Granddaughter replied, "Yeah, from Pops."
That’s my girl.
PMO
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