Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Shelby will be four years old this summer. For some reason I thought the why stage was around two or so? I guess in my mind anything potentially bad was going to happen at two though perhaps not literally. (Yes, I've been clued in to the whole teenager thing ... and once upon a time I gave GiGi and Dude a run at that dramatically hormonal chaos and believe it or not I do not have amnesia. I know I'll get mine and then some with two fantastically strong-willed and delightfully independent girls not quite two years apart).
Unlike so many stages, I can now pinpoint when "Why" started for Shelby. This past Saturday while visiting GiGi and Dude. I'm sure I had heard the word out of her before ...
But not like this. I bet she said it two-dozen times that day. It's actually kinda fun to come up with reasons why. We'll see if I'm still saying that in a few weeks.
I'm not going to lie. Why beats NO. Victoria answers any question with NO at first. She'll come find me in the house just to tell me NO. I suppose Shelby will be coming to find me just to ask - "Why?"