Winner Winner, Chicken Dinner

Me: Ella, would you like a breast or a thigh?

Ella: Whaddoyoumean?

Me: Would you like white meat or dark meat?

Ella: White meat.

Me: Silas, would you like white meat or dark meat?

Silas: Dark meat.

Ella (keen sense of justice piqued): I want dark meat, too!

Me: Ooh, once you go dark, you never go back.

I return to the kitchen; carve.

I hear footsteps.

Silas: Daddy, I want white meat, because I want to be able to come back.

In life, and in chicken, it's good to keep your options open.