In fear of this weekend's anticipated testosterone levels, Kitty skipped town for San Francisco with the rest of her sisters to visit Nicole for her birthday. That left me some quality one-on-one time with Finn to prep him for the most important activity of the weekend.
Eating chicken wings.
As you can see below, he's got the dipping part down (albeit with ketchup). It's the eating part that still needs work.
Next year.
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