Why oh why can the house be clean in and in ten minutes flat it looks like a tornado has gone through the entire house?
Why oh why do dishes and laundry reproduce?
Why do kids have to get bigger and grow up? (Bryant is getting too big to sit on my lap to his and my disappointment.)
Why do boys ask why all the time?
Why do diets and excercise have to be so hard?
Why do they have the biggest break from school in summer? They should have it at different times depending on what state you live in.
Why am I so computer alliterate, after trying to change my blog background six times it is still Valentines Day.
Why, why, why. . .
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