Why Pre-schoolers Should Not Eat Lamb

It’s been a busy week here in the Me & Boo household.

Plenty to blog really but no time to blog it.

Too much disarray and mess to feel like blogging!

Painting of the NEW walls in my laundry sun room/study was completed yesterday. This has taken up the majority of our time (leaving very little time for housework etc). There will be pictures soon, I promise.

So tonight we had a BBQ to avoid kitchen use, and there was sun and blue skies when I made the decision, but of course by the time it came to BBQ the wind and chill had picked up and the sky had become grey. Typical!

Miss Boo chowed through her sausage and bread roll and salad. During the process she chewed on a small piece of lamb chop before moving the rest around on her plate, and poking at it. The dinner conversation went like this -

Do you think the lamb was happy being killed? Do you think the lamb liked to be chopped up? Do you think the farmer liked killing the lamb?

The questions kept being repeated until finally she got up grabbed a handful of carrots and cucumber and wandered off.

When she got in the bath a short while later she commented – I don’t want to die, I don’t want you to die, I don’t want anyone we know to die… As it transpired she was still thinking about the lamb being killed.

Do you think I might have a converted vegetarian on my hands?

By bedtime, she was back to wondering (as she had been all afternoon) what her new friend, Poppy might be doing now? Crying, cuddling, sleeping, or breastfeeding?

Congratulations Nicole and family