So the last few days have been so ridiculously crazy! Ben doesn't know what to do! He keeps asking where we are going to day or what we are doing.
We went to see my sister at Malone on Saturday. On the way home my mom tried to entertain him by telling him the story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears. That resulted in some of the following questions:
Mom: There were three bowls of porridge on the table. Do you know what porridge is Ben?
Mom: What's porridge?
Ben: What's porridge?
Mom: You tell me.
Ben: You tell me.
Mom: Porridge is a fancy word for soup.
Ben: Why did they have porridge? Why was the porridge too hot? Why did Goldilocks eat the porridge? Why did Goldilocks go in the house? What did Papa Bear say? Why did the chair break? What did Papa Bear do with the chair? Why did Baby Bear cry? What's porridge?