I forgot to mention that my mom was here for a week and the Junebug asked "Why?" so many times that he actually broke her. He actually did. My mom, who could be usefully visualized as some sort of unstoppable grandmother Dalek force going "APPRECIATE. APPRECIATE." about her grandkids, and everything they do is delightful, or at least completely
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(I'm also just about rolling around on the floor laughing, visualizing this. I imagine it wasn't easy for your mother to admit this to you, either.) (I'm also rolling around on the floor at your description of your mother the dalek force.)
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Oddly, my son still has never once asked me why about anything. He at least has started *answering* why.
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Some friend-of-a-friend posted something similar on LJFBG+ and I've adopted it. It seems to work so far! The questions die down to a dull rumble and then we can get on to more important things.
(More important things like getting stuck on the upper bed railings and wailing like a cat who needs rescue. Actually stuck. Sigh.)
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