Joseph sat up and ate his dinner as usual . . . with his mouth open anticipating each bite. . . sometimes joined by an impatient grunting sound. I was fixing dinner while feeding him so he had to wait in between bites occasionally. I finished feeding him and took his bowl to the sink. Then I flipped the pork chops and when I turned back around. . . . this is what I found.
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