Food for Thought

In my travels, I once met a man named Vlada. He was an old man, but still so full of life. The stories he could tell were amazing and he shared freely. He once told me about traveling on a river in Africa with a cannibal. The cannibal shared with Vlada what he believed to be the best-tasting part of the human body - the base of a thumb.

I've thought about that over the years, and shivered. But sometimes when I look at my kids I wonder. I mean, surely those fat little chubby cheeks would taste yummy. Or those chunky thighs. What is it about how cute they are that makes me say "I could just eat you up!"?

Is it possible that's what happens in nature? Forget about a mom eating her young because they were sickly or small or something. Maybe they were just too stinkin' cute for their own good! Maybe she just couldn't help herself. And one bite leads to the next....Oops. Good-bye baby!