So, we to to church this morning, and the children’s sermon is a very special one about Thanksgiving and all that jazz. Very motivational, except for one thing –
IT WAS ABOUT A FIELD TRIP TO A TURKEY FARM!
Including an axe and good children rescuing the turkeys from said axe. And a discussion of life being the best gift of all.
Looks like the boys aren’t going with me to pick up the bird from the farm in Stonington.
Doh!
Isn’t that funny? We read kids all kinds of books and stories about happy, talking animals for years when they are little, and then we are dismayed when they don’t want us to kill animals for food.
I read my son stories about all the mean deer and nasty chickens and cows that tried to kill all the children in town, until the great hero farmers and hunters came and shot the nasty animals and saved the children.
Then they all sat down for a big dinner.