Car conversations

This was our conversation on our way to Braums for an ice cream treat.

B: Chicken.
Me: No, B. We're going for ice cream.
J: No, he's saying that he saw a chicken in that yard.
Me: Wouldn't it be nice to have chickens. Lot of chickens and lot of fresh eggs.
J: No, because there they would have more chickens and we would have too many chickens.
Me: No, because you can't have baby chickens without a rooster. We wouldn't get a rooster so we would just have regular eggs, not baby chicken eggs.
A: Why do you have to have a rooster?
DH: You just opened a big can of worms.
Me: You just have to have a rooster.
A: Is it like you have to have a mommy and a daddy? Do the chickens get married?
Me: Yes, in a chicken sort of way.
A: What is a chicken sort of way?
DH: See, you're really in trouble now.
Me: Well, they don't get married in a church.
J: Why not?
Me: Because there are no chicken priests.
J: Oh.
B: Chicken, chicken, chicken! No, ice cream!

Aren't children fun???