So, I am going to go ahead and assume I am the norm here. I lie to my kids. How do I do that? Shouldn't I be the greatest example of having integrity to my children?
Well, have you ever been at your in-laws for dinner and your child began to throw a fit because they didn't want to eat the roast beef your mother-in-law has spent all Sunday preparing? So you lie and tell your child it is chicken, or ham, or heck, why not hot dog? Here is my list of times I have lied to my kids. I'm not proud, but I'd probably do the same thing again.
1. Once there was only enough ice cream for one mom sized bowl, so I told the kids that it was all gone and hid the container behind some frozen veggies.
2. My two year old son became obsessed with our wedding DVD, so I hid it in the coat closet and told him it was lost. You can only watch your much thinner, pre-baby self so much before you wish you still had some of that wedding cake to eat your feelings with.
3. Santa and the Easter Bunny. Everyone else was lying to their kids about it. Including my parents.
4. Where babies come from. My five year old is starting to ask questions that have me fumbling with what is appropriate at what age.
5. "Go back to bed, it is still nighttime," This works in the winter when the sun doesn't come up to early. Not so much June 21st. But really, why do they have to be up everyday at 6:55? If one of them sleeps in, the other will make up for it by waking up a proportional amount earlier. Example: Pumpkin sleeps in until 7:25, so Little Man gets up at 6:35.
Okay, so these little white lies are pretty much harmless. As a mother, I find it is just a way of coping. Got any confessions to add to my list?
