Argh! The older he gets the more I feel ill equipped to answer his questions and concerns, and find it hard to judge the right level of response. Fine when it was just, 'where does the poo go when we flush the toilet?'
He saw duck getting cooked on TV this morning. Asks about it. I explain that, yes, duck is actually duck. He got upset and said he didn't want animals getting cut. I tried to explain that this is where meat comes from and we look after the animals and they don't get hurt. He doesn't want to eat meat he says, if it comes from cut animals. There was no satisfactory resolution to the conversation and it feels a bit brushed under the carpet. He loves meat! Do we just pretend it never came up unless he raises it again? He's going to demand a ham sandwich for lunch and I had chicken risotto planned for tea!