There are only three questions, and I hear them about a thousand times a day.
"What this called, Mommy? Where came from, Mommy? Where going, Mommy?" Always the same questions, no variations...ever. He never fails to add the Mommy to the end, even if he's asking Nate. Thousands of times a day. If I don't answer immediately, the question is just repeated over and over again until it's finally answered. And if he doesn't believe my answer, it just keeps going. It's very cute, but some days I just have to say, "I don't know...no more questions for a while." I just needed to get that off my chest.