He has WAAAAAAAAY more patience than I do...

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I've documented my children's penchant for saying "Why?" constantly.

Sure enough, the Why-Monster raised it's ugly head again today.

Girlie: "What are you doing to my brother?"

Dear Husband: "Changing his diaper."

Girlie: "Why?"

DH: "Because he peed."

Girlie: "Why?"

[I should interject at this point, I would have said, "Because he's a little boy." And when Girlie responded with why again, I would have shot back with with a "Because God made him that way." And if I got another why, I would have shut it down with "You'll have to ask God." Not my husband. Oh no. He followed this through to the bitter end.]

DH: "Because he drank a lot of water."

Girlie: "Why?"

DH: "Because it's hot outside."

Girlie: "Why?"

DH: "Because it's summer."

Girlie: "Why?"

DH: "Because this hemisphere is closer to the sun right now."

Girlie: "Why?"

DH: "Because it's a cycle."

Girlie: "Oh."

My husband's a show off.