Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Liar, liar, pants on fire!

“I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you.”
Friedrich Nietzsche

We've reached a point in my 6 year old's life that the lying has begun. The other evening, while playing outside with the neighborhood friends, it happened. The Wife and I were working in the garage and the kids were all having a great time out front. Out of nowwhere, 'Lil Miss comes running through, claiming she's got to go potty. She comes back out, and within minutes, goes running back in under the same claim. Sensing some form of foul play, The Wife goes in and catches her RED HANDED, eating as many Peanut Butter Cup Minis she can fit in her mouth.

....................silence ensues.

The next few days proved hard to believe ANYTHING she said. I've explained why I'm having a hard time believing her, and I think she's getting it. Still, we're having a rough time with her right now. Wish me luck