...means answering questions, like the following, on a constant basis:
"Why can't God make me magic?"
"Where do Sloppy Joe's come from?"
"Why can't I eat the penny?"
"Can you show me a picture of God on the Internet?"
"Why do you have those things right there?" (referring to the 'Mommy Parts' on my chest)
"How big is space?"
"Can you build me a real castle?" (get this one daily)
"What do rocks come from?"
"What does the corner of space look like?"
"Can I fly to the sun?"...then... "Why not?!"
"Why does 's' say 'ssssss'?
"Why are you allergic?"
"Why do cars have their lights on during the day?"
"How can the trees be older than you?!
And there are many more, but these are just the ones I was asked today! Sometimes, he blows me away with his questions and I just do not have a concrete, five-year-old appropriate answer for him (or any knowledge of the answer at all). And when I am at a loss for an answer and simply say, "because that's just the way it is," the next question is:
"What does 'because' mean?"
Friday, June 27, 2008
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Too fun - I see what I have to look forward to!
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