(Don't worry, Ryan Conversation blog entries will be coming soon, he's starting to pick up on his words a bit...)
Tonight at the dinner table, Hayden started his "why?" question tirade again. He means well, but it gets to me a bit. So tonight, after a bunch of "why?" questions, I looked at him, and asked, "what's the meaning of life?"
He looked at me for a moment, and responded, "playing."
I burst out laughing.
* Posted at 06.01.2008 08:44:55 PM CST | Link *