Why?

That is Doran's question of the moment, any moment, every moment. Why? Why is duck spelled d-u-c-k? Why is that story named *insert story here*? Why did you pass that car? Why did you stop? Why are we having *insert meal here* for dinner? Why are we going to *insert destination here*? Why? Why? Why?

Why indeed!

I thought I had some time to prepare for this. I thought the steady stream of why's happened at around age 5, but I have been informed by an insider in childcare that I am mistaken. Why? is a common question of 3-year-olds. Super.

I want to be more patient, I give it my best, but there is something in the overwhelming amount of questioning that causes me to question my actions myself. Why are we having *insert meal here* for dinner? Is it unbalanced? Is it a lazy choice? Why did I pass that car just then? Was I being reckless? Should I be more observant, take more time? Ridiculous, I know, but perhaps Doran's why phase just happens to coincide with my reevaluate-my-life phase. I figure if we can get through this, then we'll both be a little wiser on the other side.