Some questions my 3 year old asked me in the last twenty minutes:
How do you take down the curtain?
How do you take down the blinds?
How do you take down the window?
How do you take down the screen?
Why are feet stinky?
Why don’t dogs and cats have stinky feet? (Listen to Stinky Feet by Jim Cosgrove… it’s a funny song.)
Why do we live with dogs and cats? (He was distracted by his brother before I could get into a long explanation about symbiotic relationships, or even to say that they are cute.)
Why do dogs and cats have hair?
Why do we have hair?
Why is your hair black or something?
Why is/what do you mean my hair is like daddy’s?
An hour ago my husband and I had an interesting discussion about the moon and how it orbits around the planet so you never see the other side. This was brought on by questions from Mr. 3 about why he can see the moon and the sun at the same time.
I love questions like these. I wish all of his questions were interesting. I think probably all his questions are interesting to him, but it can get very frustrating when the conversation goes like this:
Me: Gosh, it sure is nice out today.
Mr. 3: Why is it nice out?
Me: Because the sun is shining, and its warm!
Mr. 3: why is the sun shining and its warm out?
Me: It is warm out because the sun is shining.
Mr. 3: Why is it warm out because the sun is shining?
Maybe the problem is that he doesn’t know how to ask what he really wants to know about, but depending on my patience level I usually just end up saying, “What do you think?”