This happens every once in a while; G goes off to grandma's and I'm left in a quiet house with only the distant sound of chainsaws (?!) to keep me company. It's great. (Not the chainsaws- they'd better stop soon.) I am an introvert by nature, and it's at times difficult to spend day after day in the company of a chatty little unreasonable extrovert.
I say 'unreasonable' because she is only three. She is developing her sense of reasoning, and while it is coming along nicely, she is often relentless in her use of the Socratic Method, asking question after question, (usually beginning with 'why...?'); all in pursuit of her metaphysical inqury into the nature of the world. To which I reply, in the manner of Socrates to his pupil Plato, "Because I said so!"
Today is looking pretty quiet and hopefully my feeble wits can recover. The summer can be hard work for the stay at home mommy!