From the mouths of babes…

Here’s a quick anecdote to peek into how my 4 1/2 year old son understands his dairy-free diet.

Tonight, Ollie had a glass of rice milk with dinner. He proudly pointed out how much of it he had drunk and told me that it was good that he had gotten his protein (pronouned pwoh-teen).

Then he asked in his very high voice, “But mom, how do the cows get the rice in?”

To Ollie, his milk is just a different flavor of cow.