Thalia: What did you have for your snack today, Pob
Pob: I had several raisins, Mummy
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Thalia: The lift's not working, darling, let's take the escalator
Pob: Why isn't the lift working, Mummy?
Thalia: I'm not sure, sweetie, perhaps the buttons are stuck
Pob: Why are the buttons stuck, Mummy?
Thalia: I don't know darling, perhaps someone pushed them too hard
Pob: Why did someone push them too hard, Mummy?
Thalia: I'm not sure, darling, perhaps they were in a bad mood
Pob: Why were they in a bad mood, Mummy?
Thalia: Perhaps they didn't eat their breakfast this morning
Pob: But why wasn't the lift working, Mummy?
Thalia: [losing patience with this conversation] Perhaps it didn't have enough breakfast this morning
Pob: [thinking]
Pob: No, Mummy, perhaps it didn't have enough PETROL this morning.
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Pob is having a bad morning, breakdowns at the smallest things
Thalia: Are you in a bad mood this morning, Pob?
Pob: Yes, I'm very sad
Thalia: Why are you very sad, darling?
Pob: Because I'm scared you'll go away again
Thalia: [immediate working Mummy guilt]
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Pob: I wish Mummy and Daddy were at home all the time
Thalia: [immediate working Mummy guilt]
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Pob: Where's Mummy, Nanny?
Nanny: Mummy's away tonight, Pob, I am staying instead
Pob: Where are you sleeping, Nanny?
Nanny: In the spare room
Pob: I'll get you comfortable, Nanny!
Runs between her room and the spare room, bringing about half her stuffed animals and a blanket. Turns the light on in the spare room.
Pob: You'll need some friends to keep you company, Nanny, and I've turned on the light so you won't be scared. Would you like me to talk to the friends and tell them to look after you?
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Awwww
Posted by: Caro | Friday, 05 November 2010 at 21:25
My brother used to answer a string of Why questions with "it's not a why question." Stops it after too many repetitions....
Posted by: SusanOR | Friday, 05 November 2010 at 21:48
Ahh that working mummy guilt. Know it well.
Posted by: Betty m | Saturday, 06 November 2010 at 23:51
Aha, the dreaded 'why' question. Linnea hasn't started yet, though she's been asking where the things on her plate grow.
Posted by: LutC | Sunday, 07 November 2010 at 21:32
She sounds so lovely! Thank you for the anecdotes. :)
Posted by: Anna | Monday, 08 November 2010 at 22:22