Questions, Questions, Questions!!

I recently saw something on Facebook about the number of questions a toddler asks in a day. Having a two year old and three year old, I became curious about how many questions I answer each day. On Monday I did my best to count the questions Collin asked, and on Tuesday I did the same with Jenna. Before I give you the grand total, here are a few facts:

• Collin asked 33 questions BEFORE BREAKFAST!
• Most of Jenna's questions centered around food. 
• Collin asked 85 questions in an fifty minute car ride. 
• Jenna's questions almost all started with, "Can I have...?"
• Collin's most frequently asked question was, "What's that sign mean?" (He's into road signs lately).
• Between the two of them, I was asked more than 100 questions while I was on the phone. 
• On the day I counted Collin's questions, he napped for three hours and was at a babysitter for two hours.
• On the day I counted Jenna's questions, she napped for two hours and was at the Y nursery for an hour.

Now for the grand total.....DRUMROLL PLEASE!!

On Monday, October 1st, in the hours I was with Collin, he asked 472 QUESTIONS!

On Tuesday, October 2nd, in the hours I was with Jenna, she asked 138 QUESTIONS!

Put that together and that means in a typical day spent with my two favorite little people, 

I am asked OVER 600 QUESTIONS!!!

Seriously, I love my two curious kiddos. They are so fun, and their many questions make for some interesting conversations. These numbers, however, do help explain to my husband why sometimes a simple question such as, "What's for dinner?" or "What do you want to do tonight?" or "Do you know where my glasses are?" asked after he gets home from work will push me over the edge and he'll get a response such as, "Stop asking me questions!" or "I don't want to decide one more thing!" or "I just cannot be in charge of everybody's everything all the time!!" My poor husband. I really try not to respond like that, but sometimes it happens.

I'll leave you with some conversations/questions that have made me smile or laugh out loud lately:

C: Mommy, can you turn in to a choo-choo?

Me: No, people are people and don't turn into anything.

C: Can I pretend you're a choo-choo?

Me: Sure, you can pretend anything you want.

C: Can I pretend it's my birthday? Then you have to make me a cake!

Me: Jenna, what do you want for your birthday?

J: I want daddy not go to work. Daddy please stay home for my birthday?

C: Mommy, I wiped my own bum! Are you proud of me?

Me: Yay! 

C: There was no toilet paper, so I just used my unders. Was that good, Mommy? 

(Sometimes you have to laugh, or you just might cry!)

J: Can I see Grandma?

Me: No, she's too far away.

J: Oh, do I need to climb a tree and see far?

Me: No, she's still too far.

J: Can I use my 'noclars? I want to see my Grandma!