If I Were a Farm Animal...

This was the discussion at the dinner table last night.  Oh yes, we're very high brow here chez Trouts.

Himself declared that if he were a farm animal, he would be the oxen, the beast of burden, the one out in the fields doing all the heavy lifting.  He's a bit of a whiner.

Lego Boy kept shouting that he would be a lamb.  For some reason known only unto himself, he is mad about lambs, not sheep, just lambs.

He also decided that Pig-headed Girl, who had left the table and couldn't defend her status as a barnyard beast, would be a filthy pig, not just any pig, but a filthy pig.  I said I thought for sure she'd be the donkey, you know, stubborn.

He looked at me and declared me to be a chicken.

And I said yes, that's perfect because I am the Little Red Hen.

Like I say, very intellectual conversation at our house.