A recent sale at our local grocery store resulted in us eating something we haven't eaten for a long time, fresh Lobster. The sale was way to good to pass up so we let the girls pick one out of the tank and brought it home. In some ways however I think this may have been a bad choice because for them they were not picking out their dinner, but a new pet. I explained it to them over and over but they only heard what they wanted.
They even wanted to pet it and Neleha even called it her friend. But the time finally came and we ushered the girls out of the kitchen so they wouldn't be scared by what was next, the pot of boiling water.
The lobster cooked up well and when the girls saw it all red and dead Neleha in her innocence boldly stated " why did you die it, you put it back in there and make it real again!" We explained again that the lobster was food, like the baby lobsters at Bass Pro where her and I ate the other night. It finally clicked and her and Molly were ready to eat some fresh lobster.