Let us all remember that on May 26, 2015 the “why?”s started.
48 hours later and I look like a haggard wreck and I’m up to three coffees a day.
I mean, Olive has always talked a lot, but now she’s talking a lot while constantly requiring a response beyond “Mmm hmmm?”. And now the bulk of her conversations involve questions that don’t need to be asked OR responded to. In my opinion.
Clearly she disagrees. Behold, my life.
Olive: Is this dirty?
Me: Nope, it’s clean.
Olive: Why?
Me: …because…I cleaned it. It’s clean.
Olive: Why did you clean it?
Me: Because it was dirty.
Olive: Is it dirty now?
Me: No. It’s clean now.
Olive: Why?
Me: Olive, seriously? It’s clean because I cleaned it. We just went through this!
Olive: Why we went through it?
Me: *injects fourth coffee directly into bloodstream* GIVE ME STRENGTH
Olive: Why give you strength?
Please pray.
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Oh, confession time: I was the ‘why?’ child. One of my most vivid childhood memories is that I asked ‘why?’ so much that my patience-of-a-saint grandmother lost her patience and sent me outside to play. I fear you may need something stronger than coffee 🙂
My mom told me the other day that I was, too! Karma, my friend, Karma!
I was both the “why?” and the “what’s that?” child. I’m surprised my mum still takes my calls, honestly.
I think you should call her and resurrect the “Why?”s…you know, for old time’s sake!
I remember this phase with my little brother, so infuriating but funny now. It too shall pass 🙂
Oh my goodness, this exact same conversation happens in my house dozens of time each day – I’m losing my mind!
Solidarity, sister!
Love your posts! Coincidentally, I happened across another blogger writing on the “why” subject this week and thought you would find it interesting: http://www.designformankind.com/2015/06/parenting-tip-toddlers/