Molly loves seafood. Marie loves seafood. So why not make a whole crab for dinner?
Too young to fully understand the idea of meeting your food before you eat it, Molly was fascinated by the critter (already dead by the way) and after a few pokes and pinches, she was eager to dig right in.
If she didn't understand before that this was where her dinner was coming from then surely she did when Marie started bashing it apart at the table and cracking legs and shells to scoop out the meat. Molly's only complaint was that Mom wasn't fast enough at digging out the goods.
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