Your little brother asks a hundred questions because he’s figuring the world out. You did that too. Answer one more.

A hundred questions in a row is not an attempt to wear you down. It is how a small person assembles a working picture of the world, one piece at a time, and there are so many because almost nothing has been filled in yet. You put somebody through this, and somebody answered.

Next time you are at the end of your patience with a younger kid, answer one more than you wanted to. Give that one thirty seconds of real attention rather than a vague noise. If you are genuinely out of road, say you will come back to it and then come back.