Marshall has started the questioning. He asks SO.MANY.QUESTIONS. I really don't mind the questions (most of the time). I know this is how he learns and it's good that he's inquisitive and interested in what's going on around him. But sometimes, just sometimes, I am all done with questions.
It just so happened that earlier today a tree feel across the only road that leads to our house. Scott had tried to go out earlier this morning but had to come home until the tree had been removed. As we were heading out tonight Scott was showing me where the tree had fallen. Of course Marshall wanted ALL the details. We thoroughly explained it all to him. His questions didn't end there though. A few (and I do mean few) of his questions: "Why did the tree fall? Who did that to the tree?" What happened to the tree? Why couldn't daddy get out? Daddy had to come home? Who moved the tree? Where is the tree? So daddy had to come home cuz the tree was in his way?"
I was pretty much done talking about the tree so I told him, "Actually, Daddy's new car has a special button. When he pushes the button wings shoot out and his car flies. Daddy was able to fly right over the tree that was in the road. Isn't that amazing?" He looked at Scott and said, "Can you show me that special button?" (He would respond with yet another question.) Scott's new car has a button on the dash that opens the door to a small storage compartment. He told Marshall that this was the special "jet turbo wings" button. His eyes got huge and he asked Scott to push the "turbo" button. Scott proceeded to push the button and hit the gas simultaneously. The look on his face was priceless. I was so glad I had tossed our small digital camera in the diaper bag earlier this afternoon. I grabbed the camera and watched (and took pictures) as he held on for dear life every time Scott hit the "jet turbo" button.
I think I was helping develop his imagination...and maybe messing with him a little too!
Notice the tight grip on the side of his car seat.
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