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"How come?" has become central in my life these days.
"How come I'm not scared of giant pretend spiders?" I struggle to answer this but she's already on to the next.
"How come I have to make my bed if I'm going to get back in later today?" I suspect her father gave her this one. I plan to smack the shit out of him later.
"How come people were excited for Barack Obama and now everyone is complaining and complaining about him?"
"How come you gave me gum?"
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Yeah, 'how come' is central these days, and not just because I'm in the constant company of a 5 year-old. My 'how come' today is internal. I'm trying so so so hard NOT to think about something so how come it's what I think about 1,000 times a day?
... and I don't have time now, but I'm tempted to continue here so, here we go!*From this morning's overheard conversation in the bathroom while Bear does Rio's hair*
Bear: Rio, if you don't hold still I'm going to chuck you in a snowbank.
Rio: Oh yeah, if you chuck me in a snowbank, I'll light you on fire.
Bear: Oh yeah, if you do that, I'll throw you out that window.
Rio: Oh yeah, if you do that, I'll stick earrings all over your face.
Bear: Oh yeah, if you do that, I'll brush your teeth with sandy earthworms.
Rio: Oh yeah, if you do that, I'll brush your teeth til they fall out.
Bear: Oh yeah, if you do that, I'll tickle you til you throw up.
Rio: Oh yeah, if you do that, I'll dress you up like a girl and make you go to the Princess Ball and drink wine.
Bear: ... ... ...
Evidently the threat of being pimped out trumps Daddy - The Insult Hairstylist.
