July 12, 2012

Chicken In My Freezer

I have a big bag of chicken in my freezer. I know. Some of you are saying big whoop (because you're 12 and in the 1980s). But seeing as how I'm a vegetarian, it's a little odd. It's not just me. Beth's a vegetarian too. As hard as we tried to get Mia to try and like everything, she's started identifying herself as one as well. But not Owen. Owen's our little carnivore.

We finally understood what was going on when we walked into a restaurant the other day, the waiter came over, and Owen immediately piped up with I'd like meat please (Owen's also our only little extrovert). Not chicken or steak or salmon (which he believes to be the best thing to ever put in his mouth). Just meat. And he ate meat. And it was good.

I honestly don't care. I want my kids to be health and happy and sensible. If it costs the world a few chickens, so be it. I'm not about to put my preferences above his.

I do draw the line somewhere. I mean, if he decides to play tambourine in an Air Supply cover band while pursuing a career as a Mexican wrestler, I think we're going to have a conversation.

Posted by Chris at July 12, 2012 7:09 AM

wow twice in one week you mention Air Supply... think you might need to get out their greatest hits and get your fix!!

Posted by: Darren at July 12, 2012 9:40 AM

Your "big whoop" comment made me laugh...although some of us were in our teens and twenties during the eighties.

Posted by: Carolyn at July 12, 2012 10:15 AM

My 2 yo girl clamors for sausage, bacon, chicken. It seems very weird to me that I'm a veg, my 6 yo son is mostly veg but the dainty baby girl wants her meat....NOW. Teeny, tiny cavegirl.

Posted by: rebecca at July 12, 2012 11:21 AM