Saturday, August 12, 2006
It's Chicken, Little
Yesterday I told Emma, "C'mon, Honey, let's go downstairs. I need to put that chicken in the crockpot."
Having just been playing with her toy Little People chicken, she asked, "What chicken?"
"The one we're having for dinner tonight."
I could see the wheels turning. Then arose a dreaded conversation. Confused, and slightly appalled, she asked, "You mean...chicken the animal?"
Ummm....(think, Stephanie. Think. Be diplomatic. Ok, honesty's the best policy. Don't beat around the bush.)
"Yes, Honey. Any time we eat chicken, it's chicken the animal." (Oh, boy. Here comes the vegetarianism.)
Short pause, then a grin. "Heh, heh. You're so silly, Mama!"
Whew. I'm off the hook...until next time, at least...when I serve fish.