A sampling of some of the 356,632,218 whys I hear in an average day.
Why do I have to finish my breakfast/lunch/dinner?
Why do you always tell me about the kids in Africa with no food?
Why is the moon big sometimes, and sometimes I can’t see it?
Why does Isaiah the Prophet (7 month-old brother) get to chew on you and I can’t?
Why does that lady look like a man/why does that man have boobies?
Why can’t I lick my neck?
Why do I have to wipe?
Why can’t I poot in Publix?
Why can I see Isaiah’s peepee and not Daddy’s?
Why is a hot dog called a dog?
Why can’t I have ice cream for breakfast?
Why do I have to put on my seatbelt?
Why do you have a headache, Mommy?