On the way home from the Meadowlark fireworks display and Fourth of July celebration, Murphy Rose repeatedly asked the same question over and over. I answered it over and over. Finally, at what seemed like the tenth time, I asked her the questions back. She rattled off the answers quickly and correctly.

“See, you know the answers,” I stated with a smile. Whew, that’s over, I thought relaxing into the seat.

“Mom….” and the same question was asked again. I was at the end of my rope.

“Murphy, you are a smart girl. You’ve asked me the same question five times. You know the answers. Please, stop asking me,” I said exasperated.

And then from the back seat creeped the sweetest, most apologetic voice I have ever heard, “I sorry, Mommy. I sorry; I two.”

Instant knife to the heart. I didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or apologize. She is so smart. She has learned exactly how to stop Mommy right in her tracks. Life is always changing.