or at least non-Cannibal ones.
Scene: Me, working to upload kids music for M to take on trip; Big Daddy, in kitchen (next room) getting dinner ready; M wandering between.
M (to Big Daddy): Did you know there are other states where there are robbers who kill people?
BD: Yes, there are.
A few minutes later, to me:
M: Mom, did you know there are robbers who sometimes kill people?
Me: Yes, honey, unfortunately that's true.
M: Why?
Me: I don't know.
M: I think robbers want to kill us for our meat.
Me: Okay.
M (returning to kitchen): Dad, do we have meat?
BD: What do you mean?
M: Like animals, do we have meat?
BD: Yes
M: Oh. I think robbers want to kill us for our meat.
BD: No, robbers usually want things, not meat.
M: No, they want our meat.
