Earlier this morning Mason and I were lying in bed. He's been talking about his bones lately, so I was trying to teach him the names of some of them - ankles, elbows, ribs, etc.
I kept poking his ribs and asking him what they were, and for some reason, he couldn't remember the word "ribs". I moved on to his ankles and he was counting his ankle bones. After awhile, I pointed to his ribs again.
Me: "Do you remember what these are called?"
Mason pauses for a long time and I can tell he's thinking really hard. Finally...
Mase: "Roast beef!"
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