Second Breakfast

My three-year-old was busy at his play kitchen with a skillet and some wooden fruit.

“Mommy, would you like some tasty chicks?” he called.

“Chicks or chips?” I asked.

“Chicks,” he replied.

“Chicks like…baby birds?” I asked, incredulous.

“Yes,” he answered. “Mourning dove chicks. You should taste them. They’re very tasty.”

“Thank you, but I’m not big into eating mourning dove chicks,” I said.

“But I cooked them very well,” he insisted. And then, to sweeten the deal: “They’re on gluten-free buns.”

Well, since he put it that way…


3 Replies to “Second Breakfast”

    1. πŸ™‚ It’s quite possible. But he does kind of weird me out sometimes. I mean, mourning dove chicks?


      1. I love the creativity though. You should have him draw you a mourning dove chick or point to one and see where he got the idea.


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