Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?

While we were in Costa Rica (January & February 2008), Avery was on one of her "Why?" kicks. Fortunately it slowed for a while. Unfortunately, we're back into it now!

So, one morning while Mama was trying to sleep in (until 8 am or so), Avery was sitting on the kitchen counter cracking eggs and asked her Grandma "Why?" one too many times! Grandma explained that once you've asked once or twice, that's enough; it's not nice to continue asking.

Avery asks her, "Will you be mad?" Grandma tells her "Oh no, it just makes me sad since you have such nice manners the rest of the time--you say 'please' and 'thank you' so nicely--and it's just not polite to keep asking 'why?'



Then Avery quips, "Por que?"
(In case you don't speak Spanish, 'Por que' means 'why?')

...And so it begins...
"I'm not sure where she gets it..." -Mama