Why?

As with any 3-year old toddler, Yiu Yiu asks “Why” for everything under the sun, till I’m really stumped for answers sometimes. She even asks “Why” when I read bedtime stories to her.
Mummy: The stepmother doesn’t allow Cinderella to attend the ball.
Yiu Yiu: Why?
Mummy: Because the Cinderella is not her real daughter.
Yiu Yiu: Why?
Mummy: Because she married Cinderella’s father after Cinderella’s mother passed away.
Yiu Yiu: Why?
And it goes on and on and on and on…

Hubby and I sometimes turn the tables on her and ask her back “Why”? When she gets frustrated with our questions, she’ll simply brush us off with, “Don’t ask so many questions la you” (she’s picking up our Manglish, complete with ‘la’, ‘meh’, etc. I know we shouldn’t be speaking to her like that but they just come so naturally when we speak).

Sometimes, this is how our conversation goes…
Yiu Yiu: I don’t want to play anymore.
Mummy: Why?
Yiu Yiu: I don’t know.
Mummy: Why you don’t know?
Yiu Yiu: Don’t know don’t know la…

A moment later…
Yiu Yiu: Why the kor kor shouting?
Mummy: I don’t know.
Yiu Yiu: Why you don’t know?
Mummy: Don’t know don’t know la…
Yiu Yiu: Urrgghhh…why you follow me?
Mummy: Why cannot?
Yiu Yiu: Because I don’t like!