The majority of our family are meat lovers. Spare ribs, steak, sausages, ham, bacon, turkey; you name it - we love it. There was one lone family member that from a tender age was not overly fond of meat and to this day prefers a good salad to a ham sandwich. Strange, I know but there it is.
However, one of our natural born meat lovers has been watching movies such as "Chicken Run" as some of you know. Add in movie previews from the likes of "Charlotte's Web" and "Babe" and you run into a problem as evidenced at the dinner table the other night.
Four year old Emma politely refused a serving of meat and watched the others being served. Her eyes fastened on her older sister Gabriela who had been serving. Gabriela sat down and cut into her meat. Emma leaned forward and hissed to her "Do you know you are eating ANIMALS?"
The retelling of this story to me leads me to ask: "Should I be cutting back on the Veggie Tales?"
Friday, May 11, 2007
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4 comments:
That is funny :)
How is your son doing?
Life is all about balance, isn't it? We Quakers used to be whale hunters, and a Quaker girl would not accept a proposal for marriage, in New England, until her intended had been "blooded" - killed a whale. So we peaceful folks, well, we were raised as pretty aggressive hunters. So, my favorite story from this time, was a Nantucket mother, raising her son, as her husband roamed the seas for whale oil, saw her little five year old son, racing after the family cat, one of the fire place irons in hand, with knitting yarn tied to the wooden handle of the iron. His arm was cocked to hurl his harpoon...
"What is the about!?" She roared at him.
The little tike roared back, "Pay out... [spool out more line] Pay out Mother! She blows!"
I do believe the cat survived, and the little fellow likely grew to sail on a Howland Brother's ship, to bring the oil which built our Meetinghouse. But, growing up, he could have used a few veggie tales, or maybe, Puss in boots?
All the very best, thine in the light
lor
PS We Quakers have long since given off harpooning whales, or practicing on the family cat, though some of us still hunt for food as part of the great comunion of life.
One of my sons wants to be vegetarian..he's 8 years old!
Fresh fruit and vegetables are easy to get at the local market, and are scrummy! But even at bulk rates, it still adds up to big $$.
We have to watch that the kids don't bring some harm to certain parts of themselves by eating too much fruit. (Know what I mean?)
I sometimes find myself uttering the bizzare line "No, you may not have any more fruit until you have eaten up all your cake" or "No more carrots until you have finished your meat!"
I have strange children.
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