I want to be clear that everything in here is a real question that one of my kids asked me in the last 48 hours, including one while I was doing final edits moments before publishing.
Sometimes, I am very glad I don't have kids because the temptation to give them the wrong answer is too great. My nephew still believes I lived on the moon for most of his life.
-Who named the colors? Your Great Uncle Leonidas
-Why does Batman smell? He doesn't, the Joker has an overly sensitive nose
-Any chance of tornados today? No, I don't have one planned for us.
-How do planes stay in the air? The Force. Pilots are secretly Jedi Masters
My sister is still upset at me for the moon answer, and would be very mad for answering my nephew with any of the above.
I read this, and went to get coffee, and heard a coworker ask someone “What’s the hardest word to say? Gong.” And I don’t know why and I don’t want to but if my brain’s gonna carry that around you need to, too.
This is a literal slice-of-life for us with our four year old. With a lot more “what are you doing, mom?” “What’s our plan for today?” “Where’s dad?” and “did you bring any snacks?” peppered in
This is a perfect encapsulation of dinner time, road trips (lasting 10 minutes to the store), while we are shopping in the store, truly from the time the oldest wakes until she goes to bed, also sprinkle in a late night random question.
The oldest has been on a theology inquiry lately. Haven't gotten the "who's God's mom," but we did get "when is God's birthday?" We decided to ask her godmother to handle it since she got her degree in religious studies. Still waiting to hear back. Easter was fun as she was reciting the Easter story, pretty accurately for a 3.5 yr old until the "fairy godmother" appeared to the women at the tomb. Yep we were holding our breaths during the children's sermon while she was sharing the story.
This letter made me very excited to have kids. I would not say I'm fully qualified for many things, but I know a little bit about way too many things, and look forward to answering all the questions I can.
The best is when one child is peppering me with questions: "what's the best chicken coop for our backyard?" and then the other child whines "UUUGGGHHHH, I'm SO bored of questions about chickens!!!"
Ahhh those were always fun days. I discovered around age 3 that we could play the kidz bop theme song 8 times in a row on our drive to day care. Just how you want to start your day. 🙄 Man, was I mad at myself for buying that stupid disc.
Our first-born asked questions from the moment he could speak. In the car, in the house, in school...everywhere. Instead of questions, no. 2 just liked to share facts, trivia, tidbits non-stop. And now... It's been too damn quiet for too many years.
I want to be clear that everything in here is a real question that one of my kids asked me in the last 48 hours, including one while I was doing final edits moments before publishing.
Sometimes, I am very glad I don't have kids because the temptation to give them the wrong answer is too great. My nephew still believes I lived on the moon for most of his life.
-Who named the colors? Your Great Uncle Leonidas
-Why does Batman smell? He doesn't, the Joker has an overly sensitive nose
-Any chance of tornados today? No, I don't have one planned for us.
-How do planes stay in the air? The Force. Pilots are secretly Jedi Masters
My sister is still upset at me for the moon answer, and would be very mad for answering my nephew with any of the above.
I read this, and went to get coffee, and heard a coworker ask someone “What’s the hardest word to say? Gong.” And I don’t know why and I don’t want to but if my brain’s gonna carry that around you need to, too.
I'm starting to doubt some answers I received to questions I asked as youngster.
I had that seat belt conversation 3 times a week for 2 years.
This is a literal slice-of-life for us with our four year old. With a lot more “what are you doing, mom?” “What’s our plan for today?” “Where’s dad?” and “did you bring any snacks?” peppered in
This is a perfect encapsulation of dinner time, road trips (lasting 10 minutes to the store), while we are shopping in the store, truly from the time the oldest wakes until she goes to bed, also sprinkle in a late night random question.
The oldest has been on a theology inquiry lately. Haven't gotten the "who's God's mom," but we did get "when is God's birthday?" We decided to ask her godmother to handle it since she got her degree in religious studies. Still waiting to hear back. Easter was fun as she was reciting the Easter story, pretty accurately for a 3.5 yr old until the "fairy godmother" appeared to the women at the tomb. Yep we were holding our breaths during the children's sermon while she was sharing the story.
This letter made me very excited to have kids. I would not say I'm fully qualified for many things, but I know a little bit about way too many things, and look forward to answering all the questions I can.
When Mrs_T first visited Milwaukee she was VERY unsettled by the cream-colored bricks
The best is when one child is peppering me with questions: "what's the best chicken coop for our backyard?" and then the other child whines "UUUGGGHHHH, I'm SO bored of questions about chickens!!!"
4th grade did the baby chick thing, FYI.
Lol the other day my son walked into our room at 5 am and said “daddy. I have a question about the queen bee.”
We had last talked about bees more than a week ago.
Ahhh those were always fun days. I discovered around age 3 that we could play the kidz bop theme song 8 times in a row on our drive to day care. Just how you want to start your day. 🙄 Man, was I mad at myself for buying that stupid disc.
Our first-born asked questions from the moment he could speak. In the car, in the house, in school...everywhere. Instead of questions, no. 2 just liked to share facts, trivia, tidbits non-stop. And now... It's been too damn quiet for too many years.