So I’m having a hard time coming to terms with this because up to this point Grant had never lied to us about anything. “Grant! Did you hit Henry?” “Yes, I was hitting him on the head”. “Grant! Did you take Henry’s toy?” “Yes, I wanted to play with it".” So discipline in that area had been fairly easy. But today, Grant told his first fib.
I was making split pea soup and Pete and I were tasting the broth to test it for seasoning and Grant was intrigued. He asked what I’d made and I explained that it was Split Pea soup. I asked him if he’d like to try some and he immediately said. “No, I don’t like it.” So (like I do at every other meal time) I recited the –you’ve never tried it before so how do you know you don’t like it – line. And all while shifting and looking downwards he said “I DID try it before, you was not there, I was by myself and I didn’t like it”. As if by chance he stumbled upon some split pea soup while out and about (without me) and tried it and decided it wasn’t for him. The nerve!
As for his lying abilities.. he’s about as terrible as his mother is in that arena and I hope that continues to be the case until he’s 18.
-misty
post about Christmas coming tomorrow i promise!
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