Chicken Issues

Molly Toddler has never been a big meat eater. She doesn't mind eating a small portion, but the girl would just rather have a huge plate of broccoli. This isn't a bad thing, but it does mean that we've not hashed out the finer points of where meat comes from... til now.

After eating at Chic-Fi-La, Daddy Toddler and Molly started talking about eating chicken. He was trying to convince her that they were, in fact, eating chickens.

Molly: Well, we eat "chicken" but we don't eat animal chicken.

Daddy: No sweetie, we do eat animal chickens.

Molly: No! You can't just bite a chicken! We have to be nice to animals. And.... it would cluck in your mouth!

I think her confusion is understandable. Because of modern grocery stores, the meat we buy looks nothing like the animal it comes from. (Except in the case of the boss.) Anyway, I think it's hilarious that she's envisioning going up to a live chicken and just taking a big 'ol bite.

She and I had a conversation the next day about different kinds of food, how our bodies need things like protein and vitamins, and herbivores, carnivores, and omnivores. About 3/4 of the way through she looked at me, sighed and said "Mom... you are talking too much".