So, I just stepped in it.
Cara, Ollie and I were all sitting at the table eating dinner and Cara and I were going over animal sounds and what animals live in the ocean-that kind of thing.
Cows came up and I asked Cara what sound they make. “Moo!” [Genius, I’m telling you.]
I couldn’t leave well enough alone and I asked Cara if she knew where milk comes from.
“The refrigerator and my cup!” she said.
I should have left it there. I should have known better.
“You know how Mommy uses a breast pump and gives milk to Ollie? Well, cows do the same for us.”
Cara gave me this level look that should have come from a twenty year old and she asked “Mom, you’re a cow?”
Just string a bell from my neck and call me Bessie.