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Why is it you?

Why is it you?   At age two, to a goose, I wouldn’t say boo whereas you son, would shoot it and stuff it too. Why is it you? who cant sit still, while fifteen others do, Who has to play with the fire extinguisher on the wall, while everyone else is queuing, single file, down the hall? Why is it you who has to snatch the block off the three month old, who doesn’t seem to acknowledge anything you are told, who needs to jump up and down at the front, who has to roar, bark, gurn and grunt? Why do you always rugby tackle the babies, leap and stomp and stamp on the daisies? When others are sitting, listening sweetly in a trance, why are you performing a deranged,…

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The Arduous Age of Why

The Age of Why My four year old has reached a mile stone. He has entered the age of ‘Why’. I had heard of this stage but had underestimated the damaging effect of this era on the parents. My sympathy is with you if you are currently in this age. It started about two weeks ago on our way to swimming: “Why do we need roads?” Say what now? “Why do we need roads?” Erm… for the cars to go on? (Phew, dodged that one, glad that’s over!) “Why do we need cars?” Say what now? “Why do we need cars?” To get from A to B? It’s at this point you realise that you’re really and truly not qualified to answer life’s toughest questions, to be a parent…

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