as me and the girls were in the car today taking kaia to dance class, kaia goes, "mom, where do chickens come from?" at first i didn't really get the question because she knows that they're animals, and then i realized the reason for confusion... so i tell her, "well, baby they're animals"(already knowing that she knew that, duh!). and she says again, "i know, but where do they come from, do they cut their heads off?" and i say "(gulp), yes". and then there was a slight pause and she responds with, "i'm glad i'm not a chicken". i was cracking up. i guess she didn't put two-and-two-together that we eat the cute little chickens she probably just sees as something that could be our pet. poor girl.
oh... the realities of life. ;)
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i'm glad i'm not a chicken, too!! :) i love her.
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