{"id":161,"date":"2023-07-10T13:51:39","date_gmt":"2023-07-10T17:51:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/happyfooddance\/?p=161"},"modified":"2023-07-10T13:51:39","modified_gmt":"2023-07-10T17:51:39","slug":"the-chickens-come-home-to-roost-or-visit-and-why-i-feed-them-first","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/happyfooddance\/2023\/07\/the-chickens-come-home-to-roost-or-visit-and-why-i-feed-them-first\/","title":{"rendered":"Feed the chickens when they come home to roost- or visit"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<\/head>
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My children \u2013 all grown and into their thirties- come home to visit, and the first thing I do is feed them. I\u2019d never really thought about it until recently when my son asked what there was to eat as he arrived through the garage door. Like Pavlov\u2019s dogs, I have conditioned my kids to associate food with me. Or are children born with this association?<\/span><\/p>\n
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