My friend Ilana was over at my home a few days ago and while we were nestled in on my couch, each holding a baby, with our other children running wild, she remarked, “I wonder how many times I lie in a day”.
Well. That’s interesting.
She was referring to the lies we tell our children. Santa, Tooth Fairy, “I’ll be right back” etc. How many times have I had to elaborate on a story I’ve begun in an effort to get some good behavior? To date, we’ve had a number of Fairies in our home. There was the Sleep Fairy who designed a chart for Roan to mark how many nights in a row he could stay in his room all night. Before her there was a Poop Fairy, who had the distinction of helping kids who were otherwise potty trained go ahead and poop in the toilet, as opposed to putting on a diaper, squatting next to the toilet, and pooping. Not saying it was Roan. Just saying…well, ok it was Roan.
Parents are liars! Especially me – I love a great lie. I love telling fantastic stories and just leaving them in the air for a kid with enough magical thinking to go ahead and believe. My friend Jen’s little girl believes that I can look inside her beautiful little curly-haired head and read her mind, because I knew what the mascot of her class was (French Fries). Ilana’s son was convinced I was sending a baby home with them because – well because I said I was going to. Some lies are a little cruel.
I don’t know if it’s great or awful, this lie-telling. I was convinced for the better part of my childhood that if I wanted to, I could marry Arthur Fonzarelli and get him away from that awful Pinky Tuscadero all because my mother told me in passing that sure, it could happen. But probably only if I was a good student. So, I was. I was even “Student of the Year” in second grade! All in the hopes of become Mrs. Fonzie. Seriously. (I later set my sights on Isaac from The Love Boat. I believe we can trace my current interest in Pop Culture to these early years…)
So, really. Lies. Do you tell them? Do you think it’s ok? What’s the most ridiculous one you’ve gotten away with telling your child? Have you had any backfire? Tell me in the comments!