Darn tootin' my kids would watch me kill chickens. My daughter who is 18 now along with my nieces and nephews have sat with me on deer stands since they were as young as 5 years old. They have been in on gutting, cleaning and cutting up meat with me and their dads all these years and they can do it just as good. I've got lots of health problems now, and it has been a great blessing to be able to call them up (they are teens now) and have them go gut the deer, bring it out and process it for me since I can't do it all by myself anymore. As a matter of fact, my daughter killed her first deer when she was 10 years old. Now if she really had not wanted to kill a deer I would not have made her do it, and actually she never did kill another one. But she knows how to work them up, and if you can work up a deer then you can work up a cow, hog, or other stuff. Besides, with all the blood and gore on TV with human heads cut off on CSI, Criminal Minds, and all those other shows kids watch these days, I don't think there is too much they couldn't stomach if they had to.
Some people use the availability of getting meat already processed as an excuse to put down those who kill (omg! I said KILL!!!!) animals for eating. Not saying anyone here does that. Heck, you all know as well as I do how lots of people think that killing your own animals is from a time in the past when humans were not as "civilized" as they are now. HA! But I am thankful that my dad, uncles and other old timers had me along for killing and cleaning of animals whether it was rabbits, hogs or chickens. It would be awful not to know how to do those things! People who can are head and shoulders above those who can't whether they just never been around it or just don't want to. I don't care what anyone believes, somewhere along the line things are going to get bad. Might be next week, might not be for a hundred years, but history bears out that everything doesn't go hunky dory for everybody for all time. Those who know how to do their own killing and butchering and keep it passed down to the next generation are the ones who will make it through those times.
Now, I know I sound like a mean old grouch, and my wife actually says I am, but Welasharon, I do sympathize with what you went through! Good grief, that would have blown my mind too as a kid. I'm all for TEACHING and SHOWING kids how to do stuff, but that wasn't too good of an example. That might have made me unlikely to be around that stuff also. But if you ever need to do it, at least you know how to, and more importantly--you know how NOT to do it.
You know, I can remember the first time I ever helped clean an animal. My dad and granddad had went hunting and killed some rabbits. Granddad had them hanging up by their back legs in his basement. He skinned one out and then told me to do another one. I remember how easily that skin tore loose and came off that rabbit, and how the body gleamed in the light. I remember putting my hand on the thigh and feeling the sticky warmth and the smell of the flesh. Then Granddad showed me how to gut it, wash it, and cut it up for frying. Now I'm not going to lie about it, I remember the first thing I felt when they told me I was going to help: DREAD! But then I saw it wasn't as bad as I feared. And I felt like I'd grown up some by being included too.
So, if you know how to do those things, heck even if you are just learning yourself, I say yes to including your kids. It might not be all that pleasant to them the first time, but it gets easier after that, and next thing you know it is as normal as cutting grass. Do everything in the most humane way possible and everyone can be proud of the job they did.