Gotta love kids!

This post goes along with two similar posts I've read on other blogs lately. The first is by a mother of 10 who was relaying a conversation between two of her girls and she was both amused and amazed by what kids come up with! The second post was one by a friend of mine, who found some (what we think to be) really unfortunate packaging and gift ideas at a mass market retailer. I'll warn you now...do not read this post while eating or drinking...it may come back out your nose.

Today I was eating lunch with my youngest. Meal time with him is never particularly pleasant as he is the world's pickiest eater (he takes after his mother). Today we were in something of a hurry since we'd been running errands this morning, so I made two corndogs. Pretty much his favorite thing to eat in the world after poptarts. So HT and I are sitting there, and the little guy doesn't eat like a normal person. He eats everything in layers. What this means for corn dogs is that he eats all of the breading, leaving only the "dog" portion on a stick. He picked up the stick and asked where corndogs come from. I explained that the "dog" portion came from a pig. He gets this strange look on his face and says, "What did the pig do, poop it out?" As I attempt to calmly recover from the milk I'm nearly snorting out my nose (hence my earlier warning), I replied, that the pig did not poop out the corn dog. HT is not deterred however, and goes on to ask, "Did the pig puke it out then?" "No," I reply, "not puke either." HT then asks, "Did the pig pee it out?" "No," I explain, "the corndog did not come out of the pig in any way, shape, or form." HT then gets this look on his face, puts the corndog down, and exclaims, "I am not eating a REAL pig!" At this point I simply look at him and told him to think of them just as corndogs and to chow down so he could go to school. I guess at this point I'm grateful that the child refuses to eat chicken nuggets so we don't have to have that conversation tomorrow!