I learned a very important thing today.
My youngest daughter Mabel is a "half vegetarian."
That’s right. A "half vegetarian."
In a conversation earlier today sweet Mabel told The Beautiful Bride she was a "half vegetarian." When asked what it meant to her to be a "half vegetarian" she replied, "well I like cows and chickens, but I really like to eat chicken and meat. And milk, I love to drink milk. And you need cows for milk. So I am only going to eat meat once a day. That is how I will be a ‘half vegetarian.’"
This whole thing come up at Sonic this evening. As she was having chicken. For the second time today. Chased by a milkshake.
Oh how conflicting it is to be a nine-year-old "half vegetarian" who loves chicken and milk.