Me: Jeddy, please put my pen back.
Jeddy: Why?…
Me: Jeddy, please don’t pick up Ella.
Jeddy: Why, Mom?
Me: Jeddy, please get down off the counter.
Jeddy: Why?
Me: Jeddy, please don’t sit on your little sister.
Jeddy: But why, Mom?
Times this by about 100, and picture me like one of those little cartoons, pulling my hair out while yelling,
“Because I said so! That’s why!!!” :)
Sounds like my house! lol
ReplyDeleteI love the picture - good thing the WHY stage doesn't last forever... but it does come back!
ReplyDeletePapa says,
ReplyDeleteBut why do you say so Mom?:)
Aren't you glad you asked so many questions?
That's how we learned so much!
1234567 reasons to smile at this blog.
Wish I was there.
Scott: I never have grown out of the why stage...
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