Okay, I've told this one before, but most of you are fairly new, so my apologies to those who have already heard this.
When my son was about three, I decided to make a really healthy dinner. I picked some lettuce from" the garden" (veggies that sprang up out of nowhere) and was standing at the sink washing it when my little one came in, looked at the lettuce, and said "What's that?"
I told him it was lettuce for our salad that night. He said "What's a salad?" I explained how I'd cut up the lettuce into little pieces, put it in a bowl, and that was a salad!
He got this incredulous look on his face, pointed to the lettuce and cried out, "We're gonna eat that?
(grossed out pause) Plants!?!"
I felt like the worst mother in the world. Keep in mind, he was THREE.
Elphie