Me: "Peyton! We're having chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy with brussel-sprouts for supper tonight!
(About those exclamation marks: I'm always enthusiastic about food. It's the best meal of the day.)
Me: "You bet, kiddo. We eat chickens."
Peyton: (with a devious grin) "Heh-heh-heh."
A farm kid in the making, I'd say...
2 comments:
Hee hee!! This reminded me of my niece. She refuses to eat chicken. Call it pork or poultry, but she will NOT eat it if it's called chicken. I always chuckle when I think of that ;)
PS - LOOK at those blue eyes! Gorgeous!!
Love it! Joy was also thrilled to make the connection between chickens that are alive and chicken that we eat. She clucked at her plate for weeks afterward.
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