Say Whaaa....?

The seasons are changing. When I say seasons, you know I'm talking regular and post season. As I'm writing this blog I'm watching a tough game. That should explain any glaring grammatical errors.

Along with the changes in basketball come some Blake changes. First, she wearing big girl panties to bed. No more pull ups!! I am thrilled and so is she. Side note, do you think that she'll ever be embarrassed about me discussing her bathroom habits all over the Internet?

Blake's going to turn 3 in a few weeks. No one told me that when they turn three they start asking the tough questions. Over the weekend she hit me with this one:

"Mommy, what is death?"

Say whaaa...? Does anyone really know the answer to that question? I scrambled for a basic answer, but I don't think she really got it.

You wanna know who I blame, Babar. Sure, you're thinking it's an adorable children's book, but you're wrong. Two elephants die in that story and Babar marries his cousin!

I don't have answers for the big questions. I thought I had had at least a year. I guess I need to start getting a plan together for the other big questions.

If you have the answers, I need them.

Until next time.