I have been told, by parents and other relatives, that I was an inquisitive child, and I like to think that I still am! As a child, before I could speak in complete sentences, I would still ask lots and lots of questions, using the ever-helpful word "do?"
I would ask, for instance,
as in "what is the sky for? what does the sky do?"
Well, young Eva (who is four) and I are clearly kindred spirits because she wonders...
Why is the sky blue if the universe is dark and black?
Sky blue do?