Daddy guest post:
We have always noticed that Alison doesn't care for meat. Originally we thought it was because of the texture. Then, at about the age of 3, she declared that "animals don't want to be eaten." But we never explained that "chicken" at the dinner table was the same as the "chicken" in her Fisher Price farm. We also never explained that "beef" was the same as "cow" but for some reason she still never eats it. Well, here's what happened at the dinner table tonight:
Alison to daddy, who was eating a chicken leg:
"Why are you always eating stuff like that? Is it because that is your favorite type of stuff to eat?"
Daddy to Alison, who was eating a biscuit:
"I don’t know, because I like chicken. Why are you always eating stuff like THAT?"
Alison to daddy:
Because I don’t like eating stuff like THAT. Silky especially doesn’t like eating animals. But since Silky is a cat, she sometimes eats FISH.
So, there you have it.
There was no revalation, no day of reckoning, no day of horror when she realized that at the dinner table we were eating her beloved animal friends. As it turns out, she has known all along.
Chicken or beef? No thanks, the four year old will have the vegetarian plate, thank you.