Why? pause for breath Why? pause for breath Why? pause for breath Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Because.
Why?
Because.
Why?
Because Jesus made it that way.
Why?
Because He has infinite wisdom.
Why?
Because He ate lots of broccoli as a kid.
Why?
Because Mary said so.
Who?
Mary is his mommy.
Why?
Because that was the plan.
Why?
Because it just was.
Why?
Because.
Why?
Turner. Stop asking why. A long pause.
Why?
Because I asked you to.
Why?
Because it is annoying to try and do homework and you keep asking me questions.
Why?
I don't know why. You just keep asking and asking.
Why?
You are inquisitive.
Why?
Because I read Newsweek to you too much.
Why?
Because I want you to have a political platform for when you change the world.
Why?
Because moms and dads always like to hear thank you. And you'll thank us someday for talking to you about politics.
Thank you Mommy.
Your welcome Turner.
He kisses me. Turns on his heels. Returns to his train set. In less than ten minutes we will do the why dance another time.
2 comments:
Gabe hasn't gone through the "why" phase just yet. I sort of hope he doesn't, but I know that's not going to happen! So when he does, I'll call you for advice...lol
Love you
nub
I think the "why" phase conversations will be some of your favorite memories....maybe not today or the day it happens....but someday.
Love,
Krista (obviously not a mom):)
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