When my oldest son was four or five, he learned for the first time about chicken soup. Laughing hysterically, he told me that so-and-so had eaten chicken soup. "Can you believe that, Mom? He ate chicken soup." He found the idea of eating chicken soup hilarious, and I had to wonder, why was my vegan child, who knew perfectly well that we didn't eat chickens, so amused at the idea of others eating them. He ran off into another room to play, and I scratched my head.
Aha! I called him back. "What is chicken soup?" I asked. He looked at me gleefully and said with giggles, "Soup that chickens eat!"
