Four year old's ask a lot of why's. I try to answer. With the real answer. I was halfway through explaining why the sky was blue when I realized that this tactic does not work. I've tried other tactics: change the subject, ignore, deny. But this is my newest method of dealing. When she asks why her eyebrows are small, I will ask one of the following. And so on and so forth into infinity.
Why is there poop on these jeans? I washed these didn't I?
Why can't I hear the TV, it's turned almost all the way up?
Why did it take me three weeks to read a 200 page book?
Why do I love being alone so much?
Why can't I find any of my measuring cups?
Why are all of my bras in a 4 year old's toy cubby?
Why am I making macaroni and cheese again?
Why is the first half hour of work the most pleasant half hour of my whole day?
Why can't I sleep?
Why are there marbles on the floor?
Why do I know how to dress Polly Pocket?
Why are there more stuffed animals in this house than penguins in the arctic?
Why do I know all the actor's names on Suite Life of Zach and Cody and it's spin-off, Suite Life on Deck?
Why does Hannah Montana wear the same stuff Debbie Gibson did when I was your age?
Why do we go through milk so fast?
Why do I only bake from a mix now, when I used to make stuff from scratch?
Why do we always need more laundry detergent?
Why are there more clothes in the pink/red pile downstairs than all the other piles combined?
Why do I buy hairbows when you won't let me fix your hair?
Why am I the only who ever cooks dinner?
Why do I have to give up caffeine, when I really believe it's the only thing keeping me sane?
Why can't I remember anything anymore?
Why do I suddenly consider leather flip flops dress shoes?
Perhaps this will cause her to come up with her own list of becauses. Or maybe she'll just get frustrated and say "Because God made it that way," like I do when I can't take it anymore and I've defined 13 words in my sentence about why the sun shines.
"The sun is a mass of incandescent gas, a gigantic nuclear furnace. Where hydrogen is burned into helium at a temperature of million degrees." Thank you, They Might be Giants!!