After a rather hectic day yesterday, I came home to what I affectionately refer to as the second shift. The girls were in rare form, and despite the fact I was obviously on the phone, they barraged me with questions and requests. My favorite was this exchange with Olivia:
Olivia: “Mom. Mom. MOMMY. MOM. Mom. Mooooooom.”
Me: “What?”
Olivia: “What is that?”
Me: “It’s a bug, Liv. I’m on the phone.”
Olivia: “Why is it a bug?”
Me: “What?”
Olivia: “WHY IS IT A BUG? Why, Mom, why? Why is it a bug? Why?!”
Me: “Wha…I don’t…it’s just a bug. Seriously, phone…”
Olivia: “But, Mama, WHY is it a BUG! WHY!
As I relayed this to Bryan later, I was hoping he’d commiserate about about the exasperating nature of the question. Instead, he responded:
“It’s a bug because it has six legs. And an exoskeleton.”
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