My husband and I attended a party this weekend and I spent much of it with the youngster's of our friends. The babies, a 3 month old and a 3 week old, were wonderful and when they weren't I just sang them Beatles tunes (Blackbird, Hey Jude, Golden Slumbers) and they calmed.
The two and a half year old, Alex, was a whole different story. He is going through the "Why?" phase. Why do we have to go inside? Why is the doggie running? Why do grapes grow on a stem? Why is it getting colder outside? Why do people have signs on their lawn? Why does the sun go down?
You get the idea.
I think I came up with pretty creative, accurate, and age appropriate answers. He really gave my brain a workout and challenged me to raise my consciousness. It left me wondering why, as adults, do we stop asking "why"?
Ponder that and post your answers in the comments, please.
"Why?" you ask. Well, 1) I asked nicely and 2)who couldn't use a raising of their consciousness?