Or it sure feels that way to me when my 3-year-old and I are spending the day together at home. I love the girl, but most of our conversations go like this:
C: Mom, what’s this?
Me: Medicine for Tyson’s ear.
C: Why his ear need medicine?
Me: Because it has owies.
C: Why it got owies?
Me: Because it’s infected.
C: What infected?
Me: It means his ear has bad germs in it that make it hurt.
C: His ear have germs?
Me: Yup.
C: Why his ear have germs?
Me: I don’t know, it just happens.
C: It just happens?
Me: Yes, just happens.
C: Why it just happens?
Don’t get me wrong. I love the girl. I just can’t handle the fifty million questions that flow from her every minute she’s anywhere near me. Today in the midst of the “whys” and the “how comes” I decided to go to my list of ideas I’ve pinned to keep her occupied during the day. One of those was button practice using felt. I recently redid my craft room (still a work in progress, but photos will be coming soon) so I could actually find everything I needed to do this little project:
Just a big piece of felt, some little pieces of different colored felt cut into shapes with a slit for the buttons, needle & thread, and some buttons to match the colors of the shapes. Only took about 15 minutes to put together.
Me: Medicine for Tyson’s ear.
C: Why his ear need medicine?
Me: Because it has owies.
C: Why it got owies?
Me: Because it’s infected.
C: What infected?
Me: It means his ear has bad germs in it that make it hurt.
C: His ear have germs?
Me: Yup.
C: Why his ear have germs?
Me: I don’t know, it just happens.
C: It just happens?
Me: Yes, just happens.
C: Why it just happens?
Me: *facepalm*
Here’s Little Boo, quite proud of herself for unbuttoning and rebuttoning all the shapes!
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