I mostly remember it from when DS was beginning to read himself - which decreases the rudeness factor, but yes, I remember the frustration! In fact here's something I wrote in my journal when he was 3y9m:
This evening [DS] read the first two pages and a bit of the chapter of Little House in the Big Woods which is called Christmas. [omitted, stuff about which words I had to help him on] But in the course of the two pages these are some of the questions he asked:
- why was the house almost buried in snow?
- why don't we have that much snow in [where we live]?
- why did he want to make a path to the barn?
- what's an icicle?
- why are there lights in the icicle?
- will the sun make the icicle melt now? why not?
- why does his breath hang in the air like smoke?
- why does it catch in his beard? [and lots of physics following...]
- is the bear friendly, or fierce? [oops, it was a "bear's hug", so definite comprehension problem there, but at least he realised he was confused!]
- what's sandpaper?
- if it's rough, why can it make things smooth?
- what's silk?
- why does the caterpillar make thread?
- why did he have his jack-knife with him?
He did grow out of asking quite so many questions! ETA but as you can probably guess, we didn't make it all the way through the book at that time! He did enjoy the bits he read, though.
