My kids were never "Why?" kids. They never went through that phase, which I'm grateful for.
However, Emily has been asking me real questions lately. Well, why is a real question, but when a 4 year old asks it 20 times, I think they are just trying to be a pest.
Most of her curiosity comes when we are driving.
Here is a sampling lately:
"How does the car go backwards?"
"I put it in R for reverse. Then, I put it in D for drive and the car goes forward."
"Daddy isn't in the car. How can we pump gas?"
"Um, I've been pumping gas for 20 years. It's just something your father normally does if he is in the car with us. He's a gentleman like that."
"When I die, will God make me again?"
"Not unless you believe in reincarnation, which we don't." (Luckily I did not get the obvious next question of what is reincarnation?)
"How did the baby get in your belly?"
"Next question please."
"Mom, how can you drive with only one hand?"
"I'm very careful and I need the other hand for eating my bowl of fruit."
"Will we see Forest in Heaven?"
"I hope so."
The list goes on. I just think it's funny. As I was laughing today at one of her many questions, she asked, "Mommy, why are you laughing?"
And I finally gave the lame answer of "just because", but I followed it up quickly with "just because I'm happy".