Reincarnated As A Mother

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Tastes Like Chicken

We've had a little issue with Reese of late... we can't get her to stop talking. She talked nearly non stop on our trip to Montana-- let me repeat that for you-- non stop! And remember, we were in the car 10 hours each way and we made the trip twice. That's a lot of talking!
At dinner each night, we have to tell her to stop talking and start eating. Oh, we are so open for suggestions.
Last night, Byron took her for a little ride. Somehow, they started talking about our old pet goose (click here for a refresher).
Reese wanted to know why someone would shoot a little goose. So Byron explained all about the sport of hunting and then eating the meat.
She next wanted to know if people eat people.
(Where does she get this stuff???)
After Byron told her "not really"... she wanted to know if people hunt and eat Grizzly Bears.
He said people don't really hunt Grizzlies to eat their meat.
Here's her response.
"I think they should. Grizzly Bears: mmmmm, tasty!"

4 comments:

Sherri said...

Wow you've had a crazy few weeks. Sorry to hear of his passing. He lived an interesting life. Sounds like the worker bee gene was passed down to Byron.

Dawn Bushman said...

That is just too cute.

This is something we used to do at my school: The first 10 minutes of their 20 minute lunch we played music in the cafeteria. The rule was, during that 10 minutes, they were not allowed to talk, only eat and listen to the music.

Hey it's Amy Benson said...

I love hearing about the antics of your darling kids! I miss you guys!
xo

The Good Life on Less! said...

My goodness, Nate does the same thing ... non-stop chatter!