The joys of Motherhood.

Kent was cooking us a wonderful dinner last night, Steak.  The closer to mooing it is the better.  Kent cuts off a piece and puts it on Aubrey's plate.  The next thing I know I have an 8 yr old on my lap in tears telling me she doesn't want to eat an animal.  Hmmm, we try the route "But God gave us this to eat and it is good." Yea went over like a lead brick.  So she doesn't eat meat but we tell her she has to eat more veggies then(which are not her favorite) so what does she do?  Has two helpings, she is killing me here.  Next Kent tries the, you will have to drink protein shakes and what does she say?  "Mom has let me try hers and I like it."  So back to square one.  An 8 year old daughter who loves animals and refuses to eat meat.  I try the "you can't eat eggs they come from chickens, so no cookies, cakes, cupcakes, yummy, yummy."  Oh I see the look cross her face, yes folks I think this might be the deal breaker.. Next day Bryttany's friend proceeds to tell Aubrey that the eggs are not fertilized so technically there is no baby chick being hurt in the process of eating eggs.  So here we are again, I have an 8 year old daughter who won't eat meat.