Me: You want me to read this book? Okay. “The Tortoise and the Hare.”
Me: What do you mean?
Max: Why it a tortoise and a hare?
Me: Because the story teller wanted to tell a story about a tortoise and a hare.
Me: Well, how about you listen to the story, and maybe that will become clear.
Me: One upon a time, there was…
Max: Why is it, “Once upon a time?”
Me: Because that’s when the story happens.
Me: The author couldn’t remember the exact day it happened.
Me: The day wasn’t important.
Max: Why not?
Me: Maybe the story of what happened that day was more important than the date and time.
Max: Why? What’s the story?
Me: Well, I’m trying to read you the story, but you won’t let me.
Me: Yeah, that’s an excellent question. Why?
Max: I don’t know.
Me: Why don’t you know?
Max: Stop asking why.
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