we all have our reasons...

this afternoon:

(lucca shuts the window after i have repeatedly asked/told him not to shut the window.)

L: mama, i just shut the window.

me: why? why did you shut the window?

(lucca ignores me and thinks to himself, what was that buzzing sound i just heard in my ears?)

me: lucca! why did you shut the window? why?!?!

L: (he looks at me significantly, but unfazed by my frustration) well, because i was eating cucumbers.

obviously.

i started laughing, and my frustration disappeared. lucca, on the other hand, didn't see what was so funny.

morning conversation

this morning, lucca emerged from the kitchen and marched toward the door, carrying his lunchbox.

L: i'm going to the car. i'm going to the car, mama.

me: you're going to the car? where are you going?

L: well... i'm going to home depot.

me: what are you getting at home depot?

L: i'm getting.... some lights for tim*! and i'm going to tim's house! and you're going to ollie's house. and papa's going to target and get some puzzles.

me: oh, okay. you're taking your lunch to home depot? you've got some snacks in there?

L: yeah.

*tim = the guy who just installed our ceiling fans, who has been a slight obsession with lucca ever since.

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