Questions, questions, questions... In the head of a six-year old!

William is a very inquisitive young man, who never stops asking questions or thinking about matters. Here’s an extract of comments/questions that have come out of his little mouth over the past few days:

“Mama, what’s a step-father?” [He is watching Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull]
“It’s a mother’s husband, sort of; if mama was married to someone that wasn’t your dad, that man would be your step-dad. It’s like a step-in dad.”
“Do I have a step-dad?”

A few weeks ago, Courtney got this question, just out of the blue:

“Daddy, if people had legs like a chicken, would they be able to stand on a cactus then?” whereupon he quickly lost himself in thought, “I guess it would have to be a strong cactus.”

Here’s another recent one:
“Mama, when we live in Indiana, is daddy going to learn how to drive a car?” immediately followed by “Can I ride with you then?”

The other day I felt I had to excuse him, because he was showering a man we interacted with but don’t know at all with questions about his business. The man looked very intrigued and said to William “You ask a lot of questions? You’re going to be a very wise young man one day!”

If only he would be patient enough to hear the answers…