It was early morning and O told me she had to go potty. I took her to the bathroom and she asked me to stay, as she usually does.
O: Sit daddy, sit.
Me: Okay, honey.
O: What you do today, daddy?
Me: Well, daddy is going to work today Why I speak in third person as a parent is beyond me
O: Why you go to work daddy?
Me: pausing before I respond as I don’t want to go down any rat holes Well, daddy has to go to work to make money.
O: But why, daddy?
Me: this is getting interesting Well, daddy needs to make money to pay for things.
Me: Well, because the things we have like the house, your clothes, the food we eat, they all cost money.
O: But why, daddy?
Me: Well, we live in a Capitalistic society where we trade currency in exchange for goods and services. Daddy goes to work and provides a service to his company in exchange for money. With that money I’m able to get us the things we need and want.
O: Oh, alright daddy.
I always knew there would come a day when she would start asking questions like, “Why is the sky blue?” and “Why are there rainbows?”. I just didn’t realize it would come this early and that it would come out as every other word!
Here are the feelings that are generated in my brain as a result of said, Why Attack:
First Why: Curiosity
Second Why: Happiness
Third Why: Slight Frustration
Fourth Why: Stupidity (on my part for not knowing)
Fifth Why: Mad Scientist Laughter
Sixth Why: Extreme Sadness
Seventh Why: Utter Disbelief I just pulled out all of my hair
I love the inquisitveness, the curiosity, and the idea that at almost 3 years old her brain is just a little sponge. I don’t want to just respond by saying, “Cause I said so”, even though I just did about 2 seconds ago. Yes, literally as I was writing this I had a “Why Attack” and I resorted to the “Cause I said so”. That actually seemed to work as she walked away saying, “Said so, said so”. That may have saved me from the attack but it didn’t really answer her question. To be honest I’ve actually forgotten her original question as I had been answering her “Why” questions 10-deep from the first one.
Anyway, my brain is now fried as I feel like I’ve been interrogated by the KGB. Truth be told as frustrating as it can be I’m madly in love with O and think it’s the best thing in the world that she wonders. I love that she comes to me to find out how things work and why life is the way it is. I know one day she will be all grown up and she won’t be asking me “Why” anymore. Until that day I’m going to grin and bear it knowing I might not have all the answers but at least I’m being asked.
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