Every question starts with "Mum..." and ends with another question. I love this age, but the questions! The questions just never end. An inquisitive mind is a blessing and a curse!
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
The Questions!
Mum, why we goin' this store? To shop. Oh...Mum, what that car doin'? Going home. Oh...What the people doin' in that car? Going home. Oh...Mum, why that man sweep the floor? To make it clean. Oh...Mum, I walk? No. Mum, I ride cart? Yes, please. Okay. Mum, what we buy? A present for Daddy. Oh...We go get Sophie? Not yet, soon. Okay. Mum..... (I put in punctuation, but these conversations usually feel like one long run-on sentence.)
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