Hunting Chickens

OK, so this post is totally for our posterity and might not be that funny to everyone else. We were all sitting at dinner last night eating steak when Mitchell asks us if we bought the chicken or if Dave hunted it(that was the funniest part). Mind you, any meat at our house is referred to as chicken by the kids. Dave and I were both trying to keep a straight face, and told him that we had purchased the meat. Then Mitchell told us that he thought we should hunt our chicken instead. We both kind of smiled at this and didn't let on what we really thought of his idea. Then to clarify we asked him if he meant turkey, and he said "yes, dad should go and hunt us a turkey then". So, maybe one of these days Dave will go hunt turkey, or maybe a chicken, if not, we'll let Mitchell get on it when he gets a little bit older.