Bemused, Bewildered and Confused...

Every parent knows about the "Why?" phase. That lovely time in early childhood where you are constantly pummelled by a steady stream of questions.

But what if it's not a phase?

About a year ago, Connah entered the "why?" stage. He has not let up since.
I answer hundreds of questions a day. Every day. Most are relatively easy to answer, but quite time consuming - he does not accept standard yes or no answers.

Some are not so easy to answer. I am starting to feel like a giant idiot, because I now spend a good deal of time stammering and floundering around trying to come up with logical answers to seemingly simple questions.

Google has become my best friend.

Connahs questions come out of nowhere. Sometimes I can link them back to a conversation we've had, but not always. Also, he usually refuses to discuss the context in which these questions arise from, so even when I have an answer, I'm not entirely sure it contains the information he was after.

I love that he questions things. I love that he has an interest in gathering knowledge in his head. I love that I can help him do that.

I wish I had all the answers.

Connah's questions this week that have left me a stammering idiot:


"Why is blood red?"

"What if two boys want to have a baby?"

"How many people are in jail?"

"What makes fire burn?"

"No, I mean: why is fire hot?"

"If you pour water on a dead fish, will it come alive again?"

"What if you put it in a bucket with HEAPS of water in it?"

"Why don't foxes hatch out of eggs?"



Any takers?


xox