Elephant sandwich?

My daughter does not eat meat. With the exception of well-done bacon, she refuses to eat meat of any kind. As a result,  I often ask her if she would like a chicken sandwich or a cheeseburger, loving the way she says, “No thank you!” or “I don’t eat the chickens, Daddy!” and secretly hoping that someday, she will say, “Yes, please!”

Today I decided to get silly. I asked her if she would like a triceratops sandwich.

“Don’t be silly, Daddy.”

“How about a giraffe on a hotdog bun?” I asked.


“Would you like a hippopotamus melt?”

“No, thank you!”

"How about an elephant sandwich?” I asked.

She paused for a moment before saying, “Okay, Daddy.”

I tried to explain that I was kidding, but she spent the next five minutes insisting upon an elephant sandwich before I finally managed to distract her with toy.

Apparently my daughter is willing to give elephant meat a try. I’m not sure how to feel about this.