Hey guys- Just wanted to note that I took off the last post about the kids pick for president. Seems that not everyone finds it easy to see that kid's perspectives are just that...their young perspectives...which are often strictly based in black and white thinking and frequently formed from snippets of what they hear...and don't necessarily accurately reflect the exact views of their parents or the reality of the issues and the candidates stances on them. I apologize for any misinterpretation of their analysis of the topics at hand.
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Equal Rights for Chickens!

Yesterday we passed by a big truck hauling cages stuffed with live chickens. Feathers flew through the air as the chickens struggled for some comfort in their close quarters.
"That's funny," Ethan said with an amused smirk.
"That's NOT funny!" Asa retorted. "That's sad! Ethan, those chickens don't get to live on a farm anymore. Now they have to live in those little cages on that truck!"
"No they don't Asa," Ethan replied in a slightly condescending tone, "that truck is taking them somewhere so somebody can kill them and fry 'em up!"
Asa gasped in shock and horror. "You mean they're going to kill them to death?!?"
"Yep," Ethan said matter-of-factly, "what do you think we're eating when we eat 'chicken'?"
"But that's sad," Asa argued, "and it's bad. You should never eat animals. Or fry them! Mommy, when we get home, I want you to throw all of our chicken away that's in the freezer. I'm never eating chicken again!"
"What will you eat when we go to Chick-Fil-A?" I asked him.
"Just french fries."
"Are you sure about that....no more chicken strips for you?" I asked, just to clarify.
"No. I am never eating chicken again, not even if you make me!" He crossed his chubby little arms, set his face to a defiant frown, and squinted his eyes at me in the rearview mirror.
"And I'm not eating eggs either," he added as a point-enhancing afterthought.

I'm curious to see how long this conviction stands. And how long it takes for Ethan to tell him where hamburgers come from...

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Asa and Julia on: Being Green

Asa is my little budding environmentalist. I have to carry around a large bottle of hand sanitizer just for him because wherever we go, he picks up trash. Styrofoam cups, plastic bags, cigarette butts, gum wrappers, bottle caps...anything. This morning, he found two cups and a couple of straws in a parking lot and promptly plucked them from the ground and deposited them in the nearest trash can.
"Great job, buddy," I said, holding my hand up for a high five, "You're a very responsible citizen."
""Mommy, why do people put trash on the ground?"
"I guess they just didn't feel like walking all the way to the trash can," I replied with a shrug.
""But that hurts the Earth!" he adamantly exclaimed.
"You're right. How does that make you feel?"
"Sad." He paused. "And it makes the Earth sad, too. People shouldn't do that."
"You're right."
"I'm always going to pick up trash," he said firmly. "I don't want the Earth to be hurt. I want people to stop hurting it and it feels good to clean it up."

This is where Julia piped up and chimed in...

"AND," she stated loudly, "if people keep putting trash on the ground, then there would be more and more and more trash, and it would fill up the Earth and cover the grass and get higher and higher until we wouldn't have any place to walk and then we'd have to move to another Earth...or drive back to New Jersey!"

Apparently, according to Julia, Arkansas and New Jersey aren't just worlds apart...they're not even on the same planet!