But why, mommy, why?
Like nails on a chalkboard. How many times have I heard that question before and how many times has it nearly driven me to drink - or worse? At some point, I decided I had to have a strategy to combat the crazy making, if only to save my own sanity.
Truth? It was possibly to entertain myself a little bit as well. You know how we moms are so bored we have to come up with some form of making it through our day. I mean, there are limits to what soap operas and bonbons will do for a woman. *huge eyeroll*
I would hazard a guess that I'm not the only one though. I bet many of you moms out there are twice as creative, if not more.So, how do you answer your children when riddled with the evil question, "why, why, why"?