Last night my 11 yr. old daughter was in-charge of fixing dinner. We had purchased some stew meat (little steak pieces) as she wanted to make steak-and-swiss sandwiches. As I entered the kitchen while she was trying to prepare the meat she hesitantly turned to me and said "There was some blood on one of the pieces of meat so I threw it out". I wanted to laugh right out loud but restrained myself as she was trying her best! :) I told her that raw meat does have blood in it because that's what it's made of.
Maybe you had to be there. But, I got a kick out of it!
Those are the sweet things in life that bring us smiles; the innocence of childhood and....help around the house!