Farm Friend for Dinner
I decided to cook a chicken yesterday. I was running out of quick options for dinner and I figured cooking an entire chicken meant we'd have leftovers to heat for several days, at least. After it had been cooking for several hours I was in the kitchen steaming some vegetables. Jackson came in a said he was hungry so I told him dinner was in the oven. He wanted to see for himself so I flipped on the oven light and he took a good long look. "I no know," he said. (Meaning, I don't know what it is. Please tell me.) "It's chicken." "Chichen?" he looked confused. Then it dawned on him "Oh! Doodle Doo!" (He calls the chicken in his farm book a "Cock-a-doodle-doo") I didn't know what to say other than "Umm.... yes." Surprisingly he ate that chicken without a second thought and called it "Doodle Doo" the entire time.