Parker has been asking a lot of questions lately. All day long I hear, "what's this, mama?" and "what's that, mama?" and "what's this/that guy, doing?" In Target the other day people kept looking at us because Parker was incessantly pointing and asking "what's that, mama?" over and over without even stopping to take a breath or let me answer. It's cute, but exhausting, too. I guess it's better than the one I'm dreading: "why, mama?" Oh dear. It's coming all too soon, isn't it?