So Many Questions
A small sample of the questions The Littlest Apple has asked in the last 24 hours:
“What’s that man’s name?”
“What’s that lady’s name?”
“What’s that truck’s name?”
“What’s that man doing?”
“What’s that truck doing?”
“Where is that cement mixer going?”
“More cement mixers?”
“What’s that over there?”
“Who’s coming?”
“Where am I going?”
“Where are we going?”
“Where did my poo poo go?”
“What’s that sound?”
“What are you doing?”
“Me go outside?”
“Where’s Mel?”
“Where did my book go?”
“Where’s my pot?”
“Where’s my school?”
“Does Daddy have a meeting today?”
“Where did Bobby*’s red hair go?” (*names changed)
“Where did Bobby* and Chris* go?”
“Where did Bobby*’s mommy go?”
“Where is Bobby*’s house?
And my favorite: “What’s Daddy talking about?”
Oh, the never ending questions of a 2 1/2 year old!
I remember those days all too well. Wes doesn’t ask nearly as many questions as he used to. However, he never stops talking. He tells me all kinds of stories and he makes up songs. So funny!
Oh his questions are just too sweet – “Where did Bobby’s red hair go?” is my favorite! 🙂
The questions make my mind spin!!!
Every now and then I resort to “I don’t know…” and Fynn wants nothing to do with that answer 😉
They are certainly inquisitive!