Sander's Reflexions

My best beloved is my wonderful daughter. She’s a bright and shining mirror. A reflector that lets you reflect. Yesterday we had dinner. Like most children she complains about vegetables. She likes meat though, but this time it was a bit spicy. "There is too much pepper in it", she said. "Well, pepper is good against your cold," I said. "It frees your nose." One bite later she asked: "Are there any vitamins in pepper?" "No, not really. Why?" "You see, it’s not healthy to put pepper in the food." I had to honour this point. She looked victorious and I got her meat. But her smile faded when I said that her spinach does contain a lot of vitamins. She is fair. She honoured my point and ate her spinach without further complaints. But I still regret that the pepper will be banned for some time.

She likes meat, especially sausages. She also wants to know everything. Some time ago we had lamb. "Does this meat come from the lambs?", she asked. "Yes, that’s why it’s called lamb meat." "Do the lambs make it?" "Yes, they do." "Do they like it?" "Ehh, not exactly." "Why not?" "These are the lambs buttocks." It took her a second. She said, "Oh…", and took another bite. Yesterday she picked up the topic. She had understood that a horse can be brought to the butcher who makes horse meat. She wanted to know if it hurts when the butcher cuts away the meat. "No, the horse does not feel it, because it is already dead. They let it die before they cut the meat." "Oh. But they may not do that with a mama horse having babies", she said with a firm look. "Don’t they do it?" "No dear." Ethics at the age of 4.