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