Do you ever have those moments if you hear a phrase one more time your head might explode?  Here’s mine:

“Hey Mom?…”

Innocent right? I love the little tiny voice that is saying it.  I love that Addison loves to talk to me and knows that she can ask me questions.  She knows that I take the time to give her a real, thoughtful answer and I never ‘baby them down’, if she asks me why our voices are different, I tell her about how vocal chords work.  And she gets it.

But when the questions come without any thinking behind them – like bullets – incessant with barely a breath between each “hey mom? hey mom? hey mom? hey mom? hey mom? hey mom? hey mom?” On and on and on.

In those moments I have to close my eyes and breathe.  And then I ask Addie to PLEASE think about her questions before she asks them.  She listens and it sticks for a couple of days but then she returns to being the three and a half year old she is and the bullets start right back up again.  But then she asks me why we don’t have two legs on one side and I can’t help but smile.  How could I resist answering a question like that?

What an imagination!