Sigh. The bloom is off the rose, as they say.
The birthday celebrations were fun for all (though how 7 adults ended up slightly hungover after a 4 and 7 year birthday party is beyond me) and now I find myself dealing with WHY.
The 4 year old, though wide eyed and cute, seems to be incorporating the word "why" into her breathing pattern. Breathe in, why out. Seriously. I know I should encourage her charming curiosity, but I don't fucking know why she likes straws, that's for her to answer, not me. I don't know why she painted the picture blue, again, that was her decision to make, not mine. Why is she asking me these questions and not turning inward for the answers? I do remember this phase with Grace, though Grace tended to ask why about things she could not control, like the colour of the sky, the wierd gelatin in diapers after they've reached maximum absorption, that kind of stuff. Genuine curio.
Speaking of Grace, she is not beyond asking why, however, her why questions have a new spin to them. They include a hand on one hip, the other hip jutted out, and I think I detect a slight sneer when she asks the question and they usually come after I've asked her to do something terribly taxing like putting her socks in the dirty laundry hamper.
Why am I out of pinot noir??????