Friday, June 30, 2006


Meet granddaughter number three -- Jeanne Jo. She is 3 years old and LOVES the word "why." Not having raised any children under the age of 13 (that will just have to wait for another post) I had never gone through the "why" developmental stage until becoming Grandma.

Conversations with 3-year-old went something like this...

JJ: Grandma, what color are your eyes?
Me: Blue.
JJ: Why?
Me: Because that is the color God made them.
JJ: Why?
Me: Because He's God and that is the color He decided to make my eyes.
JJ: (silence)
Me: (whew! got through that one)
JJ: Grandma, what is that? (points at my necklace)
Me: That is a necklace.
JJ: Why?
Me: Why what?
JJ: Why do you wear a necklace?
Me: Because it's pretty.
JJ: (smiles approvingly at my answer)
Me: (wonder how long this why thing can go on?)

Well, my friends, the "why" thing can apparently go on for days.
Thank God for bedtime.

1 comment:

  1. Ah yes... the famiiar "why" or "how come..." or just the same question posed over and over again, "Why doesn't daddy want a dog?" Five mintues later... "Why doesn't daddy want a dog?" and so on and so on. I know it well.

    Glad to see you back from your trip. We'll have to do coffee or a meal and talk!