Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Because I say so....

why ( P ) Pronunciation Key (hw, w)adv.
For what purpose, reason, or cause; with what intention, justification, or motive: Why is the door shut? Why do birds sing? conj.

The reason, cause, or purpose for which: I know why you left.

Usage Problem. On account of which; for which: “The reason why [regular verbs] are called regular is that we can predict what all the other three forms are” (Randolph Quirk).


Why ask why? Such a simple and terrible question. Those tiny words can cause my eyes to see red and my brain to swell. Why, because I'm the mother and I said so (again). Why? Because, maybe I don't have the answer to that question and I'm driving and if I take the time to turn around and smack you, we'll crash, that's why. Why has that question gone from sweet and endearing to obnoxious and frustrating? When she was young we thought to ourselves, "wow" she just loves to learn isn't that wonderful? Now I want to scream and cry just please be quiet and let me drive. I don't know why they chose red for the stop sign. I don't know why she's wearing green. I don't care why that man is standing on the corner. Why must you ask me so many questions when I am sitting on the toilet? Why must you know exactly why I am cutting the celery that way? Why can't I do it like Meemaw? Why, why, why? Herein lays the true reason behind my Psuedo Tumor Cerebri. My daughter's incessant questions drove my brain to swell in retaliation. BECAUSE I SAID SO, now please leave me alone!

disclaimer: I am a lovely mother really. Why do I think this? Because I say so!

2 comments:

Anne said...

I can remember those days, yes it drives you mad, but one day you will look back and laugh, believe me, we do. Wait until your children are older you will be the one asking 1001 questions. Have a great day. (Don't it make your brown eyes blue came to me this morning, thanks for input). Anne L

Suzer said...

Why has been momentarily been replaced by "Who" in our house as in "Who's that man on T.V. mommy? Who's that lady in pink?" Or my favorite the other day in the doctor's office "Who's that old lady, mommy?" This was dirrected at a woman of about forty who sent me the dirtiest look ever because I know she was thinking "Teach your brat some manners lady! I'm NOT old!" I have found that I am increasing my creativity by just making up random stories for every person we meet. "Oh that man? He's undercover for the F.B.I. he suspects that the infamous pickle stealer may be here in WalMart right now!" But unfortunately that usually leads to "Who's the pickle stealer, mommy?" But at least I amuse myself for a little while and confuse the in-laws when she starts talking about stealing pickles at the store! Just keep your sense of humor - some days it's all you got. If you don't laugh you'll cry :)