Just another ethical debate during dinner.
Henry: What are you eating?
Me: A chicken leg.
Henry: You're eating the leg of a chicken.
Me: That's right.
Henry: Meat is animals.
Me: ….yeah.
Henry: Someone cut the leg off a chicken and now you're eating it.
Me: Yeeaaah. Hey, Henry, maybe you don't eat meat because you're a vegetarian.
Henry: What's a vegetablerian?
Me: Someone who doesn't eat meat. Maybe you don't eat meat because you don't like the idea of killing animals.
Henry: I don't like meat.
Me: Right. Because you don't want animals to die, maybe.
Henry: No, I don't mind. I don't mind at all if chickens die. I just don't like them.
Me: So it's not for moral reasons.
Henry: I don't like morals, either.










December 4, 2007
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The meat-is-animals things seems to have gone over pretty well. Not so much at our house, when my daughter had shrimp and asked,
“this is its tail? And did it curl up to protect itself before it died? Like an armadillo?”
Annnnnnnd that's right about the start of our new mostly vegetarian diet.
Incidentally, I, too, thought meat was gross when I was Henry's age. I quit it altogether when I was in college and am now in my 17th year of non-meat-eating, so you never know where these early dinner-table comments will lead!
And the magical bacon plant made me snort. I wish I had one right now.