Sometimes I feel I get frustrated too easily. This was the conversation we had after we saw a big gorilla balloon decorating a neighborhood (it was part of the Parade of Homes is the only thing I could figure out)
Natalie: Look Mom, a big giant monkey!
Mom: Yes, that's pretty neat.
Natalie: Why is it there?
Mom: I don't know.
Natalie: But why did they put it there?
Mom: Natalie, Mommy knows nothing about the gorilla. All I know is that it is there and it is a balloon. I do not know why it is there.
Then we talked about how fun it would be to have a giant gorilla in our yard.
On the way home we passed it again.
Natalie: Why is there a gorilla there?
SERIOUSLY? Does she think I suddenly, magically learned the reason?
Mom: Natalie, let me explain this to you. I do not know anything about the gorilla other than where it is and what it is. I do not know why it is there.
Natalie: But mommy, why is it there?
Mom: I don't know
Natalie: Why don't you know?
that is how my typical day goes. I am expected to know everything about everything and "I don't know," which I only say when I really don't know, is not an acceptable answer.
Here's another example:
Mommy: Oh man, I almost forgot to stop and get the payroll.
Mommy: I just did.
Natalie: But why did you forget?
Mommy: I didn't actually forget, I just almost forgot.
Natalie: But why?
Seriously? There isn't a reason to forget something. It just happens. I have told her SO MANY TIMES "People just forget/make mistakes sometimes"
I love that my child is interested in the world, but I have got to find another question she can ask before Tim and I both go CRAZY!
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