20 questions, 3 year old style

Sometimes, the train of thought of a 3 year old is just too much to follow!

Today, in the span of 15 minutes, from Clyde:

Why are there lines? (the grout in the time)
Why are these ones black? (again, tile)
Why are there leaves here? (the nap of the bathroom rug, not leaves at all)
What is this brush for? (makeup brush)
Why is that necklace hanging there? (on my vanity)
Why is those socks grey?
Where did you buy my frog socks?
Why is [Bonnie] still sleeping?
Why is it raining?
Why does the clouds move?
Did God blow all that wind?
When is Halloween?
Did you buy me my red power rangers costume?
Why can't it be my birthday now?
Can I watch Mary Poppins?
Why can't Mary Poppins live here?
Can I fly with an umbrella?
Why is Cooper furry? (dog)
Why don't I have fur?
What's for lunch?
Where is it? (lunch)
Can I eat lunch in here (my bathroom)?

why why why!!!! So many questions. Sometimes I wonder if my responses are really even necessary......

Conversations with a 3 year old....

.......or why my brain can no longer process regular speech.

The following occurred today at approximately 11:30am, while driving home from gymnastics.

Bonnie - Mom, what's after gymnastics?
Me - We're going home to have lunch.
B - What's for lunch?
M - Grilled Cheese
B - And then what?
M - Nap
B - Can I play Play-Doh?
M - Yes you may, but not until after we pick up Dexter from school, after nap.

.........pause.........

B - Mom, are we going to school now?



**sigh**

And this, my friends, is why I'm no longer capable of having a normal conversation. My brain is constantly trying to stay one step ahead of the circular (and frequently misguided) logic I'm bombarded with on an hourly basis. I can no longer say something clearly the first time, apparently, because I'm forced to repeat the same conversation ad nauseam. This frequently leads to sighs of exasperation by one or more parties involved.

Other topics that seem to follow this same pattern include, but are not limited to:
1. Clyde's demand of a red power ranger costume for Halloween (8 months away)
2. The pumpkin patch that is sometimes covered in snow but not always and why pumpkins don't grow year round.
3. The daily list - what is today, what are we doing today.
4. Can I have snack? (usually occurring approximately 5 minutes after the completion of a meal)
5. Why is this drive taking so long? (on the daily drive to pick up Dexter from school. All 15 minutes of it)
6. What is the name of this song? (we listen to Radio Disney. They play the same 8 songs all day long. And yet? It's asked every.single.time.)
7. Do we have to take a bath/shower today?
8. What's for dinner?/I don't like this/I want something else (aka - Mommy is NOT a short order cook)

Have I mentioned that I'm anxious to get the "year of 3" behind us? Two months from tomorrow. Two long looooong months.

In other more pleasant news, Husband returned home from Phoenix yesterday, much to the delight of the household. And apparently? He brought the sun with him. Yay!!!

Bummer.

Dexter announced, on the way home from school today:

"Mom, did you know there's only six weeks 'til summer? The grasshog saw his shadow. It's a bummer........."

Yeah, buddy, it is a bummer. Especially when you realize, six weeks from now, you're still two months away from summer, little man.