Why? Why? Why?

So I had a blog all ready to post but this happened today and it was such a striking example of what everyday sounds like in our house.

Alec and I were on our way home from Smiling Hill Farm and he spots a yard sale sign and this is where is starts:

Alec “Is there a yard sale?”

Me “Yes..how did you know”

Alec “There was a yard sale sign”

And this where it should have ended but it didn’t…..

ME “How did you know that was a yard sale sign?”

Alec “Where was a yard sale sign?”

Me “Back there – you said you saw a yard sale sign”

Alec “Why was there a yard sale sign?”

At this point I know any reasonable hope of conversation is out the window and we have entered the world of the “3 year old why’s”

Alec repeats “Why was there a yard sale sign?”

Me “I don’t know”

Alec repeats louder “Why was there a yard sale sign”

Me louder “I don’t know”

Alec “Why? why? why? Tell me why”

Me “Hey look Alec a dump truck”

Alec “Why is there a dump truck”

UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!