Blog Bobber: Brought to You by the Letter "Y"

4 year olds.  They ask loads of questions.  But the go-to of all go-to’s is....

“But, why?”

If parents had a nickel for every time that question was uttered, college tuitions would be as easy to achieve as a stale lollipop for a chubby toddler hand in the grocery store checkout line.  

Well, the other day was one of “those” days... three shopping trips down and heading home, my 4 year old had found my last exposed nerve and was gleefully bouncing up and down on it, “But, why?  But, why?  But, why?”  

Whew.  I finally said, “Alright, Buddy.  No more questions for now.  We’re just going to be quiet for a bit.”  

“Why?”

“Why?”

“WHHYYYY???”

“Nathan, didn’t I JUST say not to ask that again??”

His reply, without skipping a beat: “No, Mom.  I was just saying the LETTER Y.”

“Y!”

“Y!”

“YYYYY!!!!”

And then I broke the cardinal rule of parenting.  I laughed. Outloud.  Followed by a shudder at the thought of this clever boy in, say, 10 years or so.  Man, oh, man.  This parenting thing can be a treacherously funny road sometimes.