On teaching your kids not to lie
I’m lying in her bed with DD at her bedtime. We’ve our arms around each other and are looking into each other’s eyes.
“I love you precious daughter,” I tell her, kissing her nose.
“I love you too, mummy,” she says, kissing my nose.
“Mummy?” She gazes into my eyes, her hazel eyes glittering with love.
“Out of the mummies – you, your friend A and your friend C – I think you……. no…… A’s the prettiest.”
Did my eyes squint? Was there a flicker of betrayal? I don’t know.
“But I love you the most,” she says a little too quickly.
Clearly she’s taken “honesty’s the best policy” too literally. I may need to speak to her about the kindness of little white lies.
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