Willow's Philosophy

We're in a very repetitive stage.  Very.  Willow's favorite activity of late (besides running in circles) is call-and-response.  For example: "I don't know your name" (by which she means, Mommy, say that you don't know my name.)  "I don't know your name, what's your name?"  "Arnold!"*  Giggle squeal giggle wash rinse repeat.  

It makes for a very long day.

But there is one version of the call-and-response that never ceases to entertain me:

"Why does everything always happen to me?"  (This is a quote from a book).

"I don't know, why does everything always happen to you, Arnold?"  (This is the expected response, and I know, because I asked her how I should respond).

"Because I'm sitting there!"

"Yep, that would do it."



This is an absolutely true, Louie CK-style outlook on life, and I'm going to email her this blog post when she turns 16 and feels like an eternal victim.  Of course, she'll hate me for it, but I'm still doing it.


*Her name is Arnold because we've been reading the Magic School Bus books over and over and over all day long Oh my God I hate those books now.