The other day Brownie asked, “How do chickens mate?”
“I didn’t grow up on a farm, so I don’t know. Go ask your dad.” Hehe, I thought that was the end of it. But Brownie forgot to ask her dad.
The next day we were in the kitchen preparing lunch when Brownie raced out side yelling, “Hey! You roosters get off of her!”
Brownie placed a well aimed kick and hit both roosters at the same time. She came in all mad and couldn’t understand why I was laughing so hard.
“It’s not funny, Mom! I think they were going to hurt Fluffy [the hen].”
“Nope. That’s not what was happening at all. Remember you wanted to know how chickens mate? Well, now you know!”
Brings back memories of my 3 and 5 year olds finding ladybugs this past spring who were giving each other piggy-back rides. And the following conversation I heard not too long ago between Truffle (age 7) and Fudge (age 5):
Truffle: Do you think cows or bulls are tougher?
Fudge: Definitely bulls. They are huger than cows are.
Truffle: Yeah, they’re bigger alright but the cows are tougher.
Fudge: Why?
Truffle: Because cows give the bulls piggy-back rides. They have to be tougher to hold those bulls up.
Now one animal we don’t have on our farm is pigs. But I bet you bucks I can figure out where the phrase “piggy-back ride” came from. Can you?
I remember my little brother having similar conversations about the frogs out in our pond growing up… 😀
Thanks for the great laugh!! LOL
I am SOOOO glad I don’t live on a farm.
my kids still think tractors are called snorts and that they moo. Cows are sometimes still called camels. Yes or sometimes they are called horses.
That reminds me of my niece when she was little. She saw a bull on a cow and said, “Look, they’re dancing!”…I had to turn and walk away…
The things our kids say can be so cute! Also, cows are tougher because they get to carry a calf around inside them. And then get milked.
Ha! Ha! I love when they make such astute observations! River knows all about mating from his insect studies and observations. I think it’s a good way to be introduced to sex education–from somewhat removed real life biological perspective rather than from a skewed tv/media one.
ah, farm life. 🙂
I remember going to a lake with my brothers when they were pretty young. The lake was more like a swamp and was freaking me out. The icing on the cake was when my brothers pointed out that ALL the animals and bugs were playing together (piggy back style). It must have been happy hour. That sealed the deal and I made us all leave right then and there. EWWWWW