We are not vegetarians. In the interest of helping my 4 year old understand where his food comes from, I embarked this evening on the following conversation:
K: I like this meat. A: That's pork. It comes from a pig. K [suspicious]: Is it the pig's poop? A: No, it's the pig's muscles. K: I don't like a pig's muscles! I'm just going to drive away to a hotel! Or Grandma's house!
He ate the rest of the pork and then conked out before he could find his license and keys.