Truth And Consequences

Today I decided to teach the girls the difference between a lie and the truth. As with most parents, I relayed the importance of telling the truth by telling the story of the The Boy Who Cried Wolf. Emma seemed to be really fixated on that story and really paid attention. After the story we decided to do an exercise where Daddy made a statement, and the girls had to say whether it was a lie or the truth. Emma caught on very quickly and now knows the difference between a lie and the truth. Oh yeah the reason for this whole exercise is that Emma was sitting in her little pink princess chair watching Dora and just leaned over and spit this huge glob of spit out of her mouth onto the carpet then denied it even though I had seen her do it.

Fast forward to dinner. We finished dinner in record speed tonight and Emma wanted to hear The Boy Who Cried Wolf yet again and I was happy to tell the story. I made it extra creepy and scary this time and the girls almost jumped out of their skin when the wolf ate the little boy.

"Daddy that was a GREAT STORY (insert assorted woohoo's here)." Emma said. "I'll tell you a story now."

[Yeah I giggled here too...]

Clearing her throat she began her story:

"Once upon a time there was this little boy. He was a shepherd and had a lot of sheep - they were cute too. And the boy lived on a hill and said 'Wooooooooooooooolf' but nobody came so he did it again. And no one came again and the wolf ate they boy and he came out his poop hole."

I can't stop giggling about this one