Tonight at bedtime I asked Hannah if she had brushed her teeth. She said "yes." Suspecting otherwise, I said, "Let me smell your minty fresh breath." She quickly headed for the bathroom saying, "Oh, I better go brush." Since the truth seems to be a bit of a fluid concept for her lately, I took my cue and followed her to the bathroom. I confronted her about her lie and told her "You know, in our family we speak the truth--all the time. Lying will not be accepted--ever."
Tipping her head to one side and sighing, she looked me in the eye and with an oh-so-remorseful voice confessed, "I know Mom. . . . .but I just get these urges."
I managed to hold back my laughter long enough to finish with her and escape the bathroom, but I've been laughing ever since.
Still just 4 years old. But while she used to be 4 going on 13, she's now 4 going on about 27.
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