I have a three year old child. All day long I'm bombarded with questions. Why? How? When? Why? What? Who? Where? Why?? While I love to talk to Michael and explain to him all the ins and outs of how everything works and why it is that way and how I know that to be true, there comes a limit to the how many times I can answer seemingly the same question over and over again. So I have picked up a statement from my mother-in-law. "Sometimes Mommies know thing."
So today, completely out of the blue, Michael comes to me and asks, "Why do Mommies sometimes know things?" So I used my other favorite question ending answer. "Because that's the way God made Mommies!"