Conversation with my four year old nephew while grilling chicken and steaks.
"Aunt Hope, what's that?"
"It's chicken."
"Aunt Hope, is that real chicken?"
"Yes."
"It doesn't look like real chicken."
"What kind of chicken does your mommy get you?"
"The kind from McDonalds."
After I quit laughing, I said to him.
"McDonalds is not real chicken, THIS is real chicken!"
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