The weekend before last, on the way back from a trip for Mark’s brother’s graduation, I heard a new question from the backseat: “’cause why?”

To be more specific, the conversation went like this:

“Mommy, did you pee in da toy-yet at da gas stayshun?”

“Yes, M, I did.”

“’Cause why?”

“Uh, because that’s where you pee.”

“’Cause why?”

“Otherwise we’d pee on the floor and that’s gross.”

“’Cause why?”

“Because other people’s pee has germs and you don’t want that to make you sick.”

“’Cause why?”

“Because being sick is bad. Do you like being sick?”

“No.”

“Ok, I rest my case.”

Since then, we’ve heard “’Cause why?” countless times during the day and it. is. awesome. I just get so tickled whenever M asks questions like typical kids and “why” is a huge milestone for him.

M, you’ve come a long way, baby! That said, I do reserve the right to respond with “because I said so” occasionally. :-p