Then What Are We Going to Do?

Princess Pigtails is obsessed about our schedule. It's incredible. Most days when I get her up in the morning, she starts in with her questions. It's constant and usually goes something like this:
PP: Mama, after we find some breakfast and I get dressed then what are we going to do?
Me: Well, Toby will probably be ready to get up and eat his breakfast.
PP: After he eats and we change his pants, then what are we going to do? Are we going some where today?
Me: We'll have to see what how the day goes. (I've stopped even mentioning possibilities, because she locks onto it as being set in concrete and then it results in a melt down if those possibilities do not come to pass.)

I'm not joking when I say that she will run through the entire normal daily routine and then still ask "then what are we going to do?". It is cute and maddening all at the same time. The other day at breakfast, she started in with her questions.

PP: "Where are we going?"
Me: Crazy.
PP: Mama, where are going today?
Me: Crazy.
PP: Huh, Mama? Where are we going?
Me: Crazy.
PP: Can I come too?
DH: Um, yeah. I think you are driving.

Yes, my dear, you are driving! And we love you so very much.