I wiped his hands with the wipe and said, “There. Now Kevin’s all clean.”

He rolled his eyes and I picked him up and carried him to the table.

We said grace and Kevin dove into his salad. “Do you want milk, water, or I still have some of the pedialyte if you want that?”

“Milk, please.”

I poured him a glass of milk and got some water for myself and joined Kevin at the table.

We finished our salads and I asked Kevin if he liked white or dark meat.

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