Mama, Just One More Thing

*I am honored to be able to share this beautiful piece by my friend, Alyce. She is the writer of One Word At A Time. You can find her on Facebook too.

Alyce is a full-time student, and full-time Wife and Mama. When she isn’t chasing after her five year old; she enjoys reading, writing, and dabbling in photography. She proudly admits her obsession with reality television. She has been published by Club Mid at Scary Mommy, Mamalode, and Babble. Read more on her blog One Word at a Time, or find her on Facebook.*

It seems like yesterday my little girl was a baby. I am amazed at how she has grown, developed, and morphed into an incredible four-year old. I am amazed at her curiosity. However, this is not a new development. From a young age, she was into everything. She loved to explore. One of her first words was “why?”

Now the “why” has transformed into inquisitive questions, which fill the hours of our day. Most questions come in the morning, when we first wake up. It seems like her dreams have given her the opportunity to formulate her thoughts into inventive, thoughtful, and, at times, crazy questions.

The plethora of questions lately made me curious. I wanted to know how many questions, on average, a four-year olds asks in one day. So, I took to Google (whatever did we do without it) and discovered an incredibly interesting article by The Telegraph.

A study conducted in the UK found that mothers are the most questioned people in the world.

We are responsible for knowing everything and anything.

 “The study discovered girls aged four are the most curious, asking an incredible 390 questions per day – averaging a question every 1 minute 56 seconds of their waking day.”

Crazy, isn’t it.

But, after trying to keep track of my daughter’s questions one morning, I stopped counting at about twenty. It is impossible to effectively answer every question while keeping track of them at the same time.

That’s the other thing. My daughter truly wants to know the answer. “Because” does not appease her any longer. I have even taken to Google (again!) for videos or explanations when I don’t know the answer.

I have started to write down my favorite questions for future reference. My top ten over the last couple of days include the following:

 What if we didn’t have tongues?

What if my toys were real?

Can frogs dance?

How do we talk?

How is (everything) made?

Why can’t we fly like birds?

Why do flowers have stems?

Are there cloud beds in heaven?

Where does color come from?

Why don’t dinosaurs exist anymore?

While at times these questions can be frustrating, I am truly making an effort to be more patient. However, when such questions are coming at you with rapid fire, this can be challenging.

Then I stop. And think.

There will come a time in our relationship when my daughter will think she knows everything.

She will no longer ask.

I will long for her inquisitiveness.

I will long for her questions, which often lead to heart-warming, in-depth, and memorable conversations.

I will long for the laughter and the chatter that follow.

Although I know this day may come, I am working hard to build a trusting and strong relationship with my daughter.

I hope the silence is limited.

I hope she will continue to come to me with challenging, and thought provoking questions.

I hope taking the time to provide the answers she needs now, she will know she can always come to me.

For everything and anything.

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