We had two of our regular guests, both young men after high school, one vegetarian and one omnivore, and soon the topic veered toward the theoretical question of whether cannibalism counted under the rubric of meat-eating.
My eldest was in shock. Eating people?!? she grimaced, ICCCHHH! Then caught herself and added,
Oh... I know we're not supposed to say "Ich" about someone else's food, but that really is disgusting.
Without missing a beat, she turned to me: Mommy, you're not going to blog this, are you?
You bet I am....
Keep the balance,
ALN
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gave me a good laugh to start my day....
lol.. my kids probably would have said the same...
Mommy, you're not going to blog this, are you?
I just love the comment by your daughter.
I have a photo of my son who has just finished saying: "More pictures? You take pictures of everything!" Some day I'll post it.
My kids are definitely omnivores. My littlest in particular seems to gobble up any tastily-prepared animal products. I used to try becoming a vegetarian, but I got too hungry. No one else in my family is the least bit interested.
Sometimes I wonder... is this akin to, say, opening their baby books and passing them around the neighborhood and beyond? I'm sure my daughter was simultaneously perturbed and pleased by the attention. Probably more pleased than perturbed.
They are growing up in a world of instant photos (digital cameras), instant conversation (mobile phones) and now, instant publication. They still don't believe me when I tell them that when I was a kid, the phone was attached to the wall. All the time.
When one of my daughters was little she got an interest in healthy eating, although her vocabulary had not yet caught up to that interest. At the lunch table she was counting the foods on the table and announced "Mommy, we have to eat 8 vegetarians every day. You're not serving enough of them for lunch." One of those things that have become family treasures. And as good as an excuse as any for not becoming a vegetarian--the fear of cannibalism.
ProfK - I love it!
They still don't believe me when I tell them that when I was a kid, the phone was attached to the wall. All the time.
LOL!
We were in the museum in Tel Aviv, and we saw telephones with dials. My son wanted to know what they were and couldn't understand how they worked...
Funny how we say "dial a number" all the time, and it no longer means "dial." Speaking of language wacky language discrepancies....
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