Oct 21 2008
Why?
My daughter is the queen of questions. I never understood why it bugged my mom so much when I asked her “why?” until now. I also never realized that there really is not an answer to that question every time.
Today, she asked me something like, “Mommy, why are you getting rid of the old furniture?”
Me: “Because it’s old and broken.”
Her: “Why is it broken?”
Me: “Because it’s old.”
Her: “But why is it old?”
Me: “Because we got it a long time ago.”
Her: “Why did we get it a long time ago?”
Me: “I don’t know, we just did.”
That’s usually how it ends. I give up and just give her one of those answers. “That’s just the way it is.” She’s usually not satisfied and I have to follow up by telling her I have no more answers and we should talk about something else. That is to squelch my urge to scream, “I DON’T KNOW!!” The ironic thing? I can’t stand when she tells me “just because” about something. Double standard? I think so!
