We were sitting in the van in playground parking lot while I talked to Mom on the phone. Both kids sat silently in their car seats, staring out the window while Mom and I played 100 questions. After about 10 minutes, Mom and I decided to figure out what she wanted at another time. After hanging up the phone, Joe quietly asked:
"Mama, why all the questions?
Can't get anything past that boy.
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