Speaking in questions

Sorry I haven't blogged in a while. This month has been incredibly busy. Some fun, some not fun, all exhausting. During one these harried moments of exhaustion William was following me around the house asking questions and making demands. "Mom, where are my Batman gloves?" "Mom, can I watch Scooby Doo?" "Mom, can I have dinosaur oatmeal for breakfast?" I swear William's brain is a free-flow of inquiry. Finally, in my exasperated state I asked "William, do you think you can speak in a sentence that is not a question?" His response..."Why?" Enough said.