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Dear Laney,

"Why" seems to be the word of the day, every day, and it's not uncommon for the two of us to have conversations like this:

- Laney, please close that little window.
- Why?
- Because all that air's rushing into the truck and it's SO LOUD.
- Why?
- It has something to do with the Bernoulli Principle.
- Why?
- I don't know, you'll have to ask your dad.
- Why?
- Because I got a "C" in 7th grade science.
- Why?
- The teacher said it was because I didn't apply myself.
- Why?
- Well, junior high was rough all over.
- Why?
- I had a terrible perm, for one thing.
- Why?
- Well, Peg Peg thought she was helping, but...

At some point, you're going to start charging me by the hour for the therapy.

Love,
Mom