Another "reading to the kids" story.
I read the first chapter of Protector of the Small (another of Tamora Pierce’s girl knights of Tortall books) to both girls the other day. In it, the hero Kelandry sees a bunch of local ruffians throwing a sack into the river, and she sets out to rescue the creatures inside it.
Owlet: That’s mean.
Ninja: I hope it’s kittens!
Owlet, enraptured: KITTENS!
Kel runs off the boys but before she can wade out and retrieve the sack from the sandbar, a centaur-sized monster with the body of a spider and a human head shows up and snares the bag with its web. It pulls in the sack, opens it, and
Girls: GAPE IN HORROR.
Me, shutting book: And at this point the spidren eats a kitten, kids.
Kel throws rocks and runs the monster off. It climbs up the cliff on the other side of the river, and she follows it but gets stuck half-way up. It opens the bag again and
Girls: OH NO. SERIOUSLY? NO!
Me: Yup, so it eats another kitten.
Owl, to Ninja: THIS IS YOUR FAULT YOU SAID YOU WANTED IT TO BE KITTENS
Ninja: I was counting on a rescue!
The forces of good show up and rescue both Kel (who has a fear of heights she will need to work on until she can do her own animal rescuing later in the book) and the remaining five kittens. Kel takes them to the cook “who knew what to do with small animals.”
Me: She’s going to put them in a pie.
Girls: MOOOOMMM! STOP THAT!
Me: She doesn’t put them in a pie. Should I find a different book?