Chicken Bawk Bawk

Let me tell you, folks, there’s nothing like a toddler to keep you on your toes. Take my oldest, for instance. She was two at the time, and we decided to take her out to a fancy restaurant with rotisserie chickens on display.

Now, this little bundle of joy was convinced that those chickens were, in fact, woof woofs. That’s right, woof woofs. I mean, who can blame her? They were set up looking like they had four legs. They really could have passed for dogs if they had heads and tails. And fur. But, being the responsible parent that I am, I tried to set her straight.

“Those aren’t woof woofs, honey. They’re chickens,” I said, trying to gently correct her.

And that’s when the wheels in her little head started turning. “Not woof woof?” she asked, still pointing at the chickens.

“Nope, not woof woof. Those are chickens,” I replied, feeling quite proud of myself for setting her straight.

And then, it happened. The realization crossed her face like a tidal wave, and she started screaming at the top of her lungs. “CHICKEN BAWK BAWK!” she yelled, over and over again, much to the horror of the other patrons.

Let me tell you, folks, we had to leave that restaurant faster than you could say “cluck cluck.” My poor little one was traumatized, and she wouldn’t touch chicken for nearly a year.

But you know what? Looking back on it now, I can’t help but chuckle. Kids, am I right? They have a way of turning even the simplest things into a rollercoaster ride of emotions. And as a parent, it’s our job to buckle up and enjoy the ride.

So, to all you moms and dads out there dealing with the joys and challenges of parenthood, take heart. The road may be bumpy, but the memories you make along the way are worth every pothole and detour. And who knows? You may even end up with a hilarious story to tell at family gatherings for years to come. Just be sure to buckle up and enjoy the ride, my friends.