Sara told me about a hilarious interaction between her and Jorge, the newly-turned-three-year-old who always has a million questions. The conversation was in Spanish, so forgive me that it's not verbatim.
Jorge: Sara, why does Maggie come over here?
Sara: Because Maggie is a friend of Bailey's.
Jorge: Why are they friends?
Sara: Because they get along well.
Jorge: Why do they get along well?
Sara: Because they have the same tastes [meaning interests].
Jorge: Do they both like chocolate chip ice cream?
Sara: Sure, Jorge, they probably do.
Jorge: Do they have the same mom?
Sara: No, Jorge.
Jorge: Why not?
Sara: Because Bailey's mom lives in one place and Maggie's in another.
Jorge: What is Bailey's mom's name?
Sara: Jami.
Jorge: Why?
Sara: Because her parents named her that.
Jorge: Why did they name her that?
Sara: Because that's what they wanted to name her.
Jorge: Why?
Sara: I don't know, Jorge.
Jorge: What's Maggie's mom's name?
Sara: I don't know.
Jorge: Can we go ask her?
... and on it went. So inquisitive!
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