The "why" stage is upon us.
This morning I yelled in consternation when Sylvia dumped water on the kitchen floor and complained, "now I have to clean it up."
To which she replied, "why?"
"Because it's a mess."
"Why?"
Sigh.
Later, dragging her away from the neighbor's gravel parking strip (her favorite play place) I told her we had to leave, NOW!
"Why?"
"Because we're late."
"Why?"
"Because I made a time-intensive breakfast of potatoes this morning."
"Why?"
"Because that's all we had on-hand."
"Why?"
"Because we need to go grocery shopping."
"Oh."
Apparently that one doesn't need a why.
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Haha! I just posted about Evan's "What" questions :) Kids are great!
ReplyDeleteHaha! When Gareth started that I was initially kinda excited about it. It was rather fun to see how long I could go giving reasonable responses to Why?. But back then he'd usually accept my answers at some point. Now, he just keeps asking why no matter what I say and it's become obnoxious.
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