Paul spent one day a few weeks ago asking me “why?” Tonight, he climbed all over me at the VBS opening show asking question after question. “Where did he go?” “Who is that?” “Is that Pharaoh?” “When will she stop singing?” “Is that a baby?” “Who said mama?” "Where is Sean going?" "Is it over?"
I thought they were just supposed to ask why.
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