Conversations with Jake

This conversation happened on Halloween night. Now, I know we have had this conversation before, but obliviously Jake doesn't remember...

We were eating here when he was asking these questions.

Jake: Mom, what is chicken made of?

Me: Chicken

Jake: You mean, like, baaak, baaak, chicken (said with a startled look on his face, while flapping his elbows)??

Me: Yes.

Jake: You mean, I am eating an animal?

Me: Yup!

Jake: Wow! What other kind of food is an animal?