to loose your appetite

Now there are many ways in which the boys can make me loose my appetite (an accomplishment in itself, because everyone knows I love to eat). This is one tops the list at the moment:

Monty: “what are you eating mommy.”

Me: “Chicken.”

Monty: “is the chicken dead?”

I drop my fork. “Yes honey, it is dead.”

Monty: “Why is it dead?”

“Because otherwise we couldn’t eat it.”

“Who killed the chicken? And how did they kill it?”

Monty! There is a different time for these questions…