The Beginning of the WHYs

Scenario: I am in the kitchen, preparing the ingredients to make spaghetti olio for breakfast (don't ask why we're having pasta for breakfast... that's another story altogether.

Me: (((smashing and chopping garlic on the cutting board)))

Mikhail walks in the kitchen.

Mikhail: Mommy buat aper tu?

Me: Mommy cooking, darling.

Mikhail pauses.

Mikhail: Mommy... what you doing? (He says this the way Joey from F.R.I.E.N.D.S says 'How you doin'?")

Me: (((thinks that the original answer was not satisfactory and thus Mikhail felt the need to ask the same question in English...)))Mommy chopping garlic, sayang.

Mikhail: (for the first time in his life) Why?

I pause. In shock.
Are they supposed to ask the WHYs this early,...at 2 years of age?
I'm not ready with all the answers!!

Me: Uh... Because, I need the garlic to cook.

Mikhail: Why?

Me: Because... the garlic needs to be chopped... and it makes the spaghetti taste nice. And because we all want to eat nice food. (talk about a pathetic response)

Mikhail: Why?

I pause again. And before I can say anything....

Mikhail turns around, opens a drawer, grabs a spoon, marches out of the kitchen and says....

"Sebabbbb, Mikhail hungryyyyy"