How Come?

Why when Dad is gone for literally over half of this month why does our toddler resumes to flushing something(s) down the toilet and clogging it (of course we unpacked a plunger and put it somewhere really handy....of course we did...hmm). That this is the time our brand new washing machine breaks and despite being under warranty will take the only technician in our town two weeks before he can even look at it. Despite my plea and explanation of four kids and promise of cookies he just can't come any sooner. Of course this is also the time that we have a night time vomiting party and we have run out of sheets.
How come moving to a smaller town has meant the phone lines cut out all the time? I am often in the middle of a sentence during a phone conversation and it goes dead. Because we are also waiting for the internet tower to connect us to this century we are currently on dial up....which also means the internet connection cuts out frequently.

How come I was excited about having my own bathroom, I don't seem to get less visitors. And how come I was excited for the kids to have their own bathroom....it can be really scary in there!

How come I forget how much fun I can have with the kids, that a genuinely good time is had by all if I just let go of any expectations? Snow shoeing and tubing today I laughed so hard. How come I hadn't thought my kids would give me such great companionship? They really do.