Cows

Kennas was helping me make steak stir fry last night. I went down to our freezer and pulled out some ribeye and tossed it in the microwave to defrost. We chopped veggies and she turned her nose up at half of them. Then the microwave beeped and I took the steak out to remove the fat. I told her not to touch because she would get it on her fingers. She asked what the runny red stuff was. I told her that it was blood and she didn't want to get it on her. She sat in thought for a minute..."Blood? What is steak?" she asks. I told her that steak comes from cows. Again, long silence. "Mommy! Does that mean someone killed-did a cow??!!!" I had to explain that a lot of the food we ate came from animals. She burst into tears and sobbed uncontrollably. "Mommy, cows are so nice and pretty!" she said in between wails. I told her it was okay, then tried to distract her with a tv show to calm her down. "Mommy, we shouldn't eat animals, just cheese sandwiches and fruit."

What a sweet little vegetarian I have! It about broke my heart!!!