[I had made osso bucco, and the 3-year-old was not interested in supper]
Me: J! Come look what's on my plate! It's amazing! You won't believe it!
J (trots over - I give him my fork and tell him to tap the bone): It a BONE?
Me: Yep.
[I scooped some marrow out of the bone]
J: What that?
Me: That's called 'marrow'. It grows inside bones.
J: It for eating?
Me: Definitely.
J: I try it!
[and then he ate everyone's marrow, and when all the marrow was gone, he whined and tried to convince me to make more immediately]
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