We put a few of the larger turkey bones in a jar of vinegar on Thanksgiving day to see what happens to our bones if we don't drink our milk. (Not exactly a problem at our house. But I like to demonstrate that *most* of what I tell them is not a lie.)
They are getting a little softer today.
As we were looking at them and feeling them today, Emmet named them Silas and Randi (the girl that lives across the street).
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