M: I'm all why?ed out. I can't answer anymore why?s
W: Whywhy?
M: Hon, I said I was all out. No more, please.
W: (indignantly) I was talking to my self.
Why.
why why why?
whywhywhywhywhy???
whhhhhy wa-wa-wa-why
(it works better to imagine her in a smoky bar with a beret)
M: sigh
(at the end of the day, it still bugs me even though she's not talking to me).
PS - Later that night, she asked Daddy if he was full of whys. Pretty wise kid, if you ask me.
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