It happened one summer night. The raccoons raided our sweet corn patch and ruined most of the ears I planned to pick and freeze the next morning. So, how did they know the precise moment to demolish my garden? Did the head raccoon whistle and say, “Over here, boys!”?
That led me to ponder more of life’s deep questions—like the ones below.
Why does your mother-in-law come the day the dog threw up on the carpet and you didn’t put away the clean laundry?
Why does your three-year-old wait until you have dressed her in snowsuit, mittens, boots and hat…and then tell you she has to go to the bathroom?
As you can see, life is full of unexplained mysteries. I’m looking for the person who can answer most of the above. Because if you know, I might want to ask you who built Stonehenge.
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