Why Papa? Why Mama?

I don't know what happened. One day, Ian was a perfectly happy, "Knaus Family Normal" little boy. The he spent a day at Aunt Heidi's house. That night, all we heard was "why?" "Why Mama? Why Papa? Why Rugby?"

So far, the "why's" have been limited to one per event. It isn't the repeated Why, Why, Why. It's almost time to break out the "because I said so." All I can say is good times.

And thanks to Adams Brewery for a mention in thier blog. Even though they think that I make up everything! Ha!