WHY?

6:30 am

Crazy: Momma, Boogie's awake.(Boogie is Baby Boy's nickname, and he is still in a crib which means he can't get himself out of bed. lol)

Me: Ok, I'll be up in a minute.

Crazy: Why?

Me: Because I need a minute to get up and get a couple things done. He'll be fine, go talk to him.

Crazy: Ok.


6:45 am

Crazy: Momma are you comin?

Me: Yes Crazy, just one more minute. Let me make my bed.

Crazy: Why?

Me: Because I like my bed straightened up.

Crazy: Why:

Me: Because I don't like it messy.

Crazy: Ok.


7:00 am

Crazy: Momma I want juice.

Me: Ok, just give me a minute to get Baby Boy dressed.

Crazy: But Momma, I want juice nooooowwwwwww! *insert whiny, annoying voice*

Me: Just give me a minute and I'll get you and Baby Boy some breakfast.

Crazy: Why?

Me: Because I am right in the middle of dressing your brother and you.

Crazy: Why?

Me: Because you need to get dressed.

Crazy: But why?

Me: Because when I go out and off myself and your daddy comes home and finds me, and the police show up and all the news people come to the house, I want you to be dressed and looking good.

Crazy: Huh?? *insert raised eyebrow and a look of complete and utter confusion*


See how the word "why" can drive someone to insanity?

And that was just this morning. I bet I can add at least another 3 or 4 dozen why's to the rest of the days tally by tonight!!