Friday, 3 December 2010

Oh dear

To the man at the German Christmas Market booth spit-roasting a whole pig today:

Thank you very much for forcing me to have the whole "that's where meat comes from" conversation with my three year old, a little earlier and far more bluntly and in-your-face than I'd planned to.

"Mommy! Mommy!! Why is he burning that pig??? Will the pig be okay?"

I'm not sure which of us was more traumatized by the whole experience.

Unprepared Mother in Vancouver


  1. awwww.

    sorry. I had to laugh a little.

    cute, in a "glad it wasn't me!" way.

  2. Oh no! LOL! I had to have that talk with my 4yo when he realized the deer his uncle dropped by to show him was actually dead (and gutted), he couldn't pet it and we were going to be eating it later that week. Definitely not prepared for that one either! Thankfully he took it well and loves eating "Seth's deer" *sigh*

  3. Yikes! I think it's easier on all of us when we don't really 'think' about the burger on the plate being a cow. Then again I was a vegetarian for a couple years.