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Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Honesty is the Best Policy

Honesty really is the best policy in a marriage. Especially since your kids are going to rat you out anyway.

The other day, I was away from home and the Man was spending some quality time with the kids when one of them said a word not permitted in our home. Immediately, the Man correcting the rule-breaker. Deciding to use the opportunity as a lesson, he asked them "Do you ever hear Mommy and Daddy saying those words?"

Instead of the emphatic "No" response, the kids had a different story.

"Mommy said a bad word."

What? Concealing the shock of a suspected imperfection in my otherwise flawless character (had to try hard not to snort while typing that), the Man questioned them further.

When? "The other day when we were going to the Boy's piano lesson."
Where? "In the garage."

While soaking this in, the kids added the final blow. "She said it when she broke the mirror off the van backing out of the garage."

Busted.

It's been so cold around here that things have been snapping left and right, like the edge on the snow shovel, an outdoor planter, my temper…so when I told the Man that my passenger side mirror had broken off (again), he had no cause to question further. Until the kids told him the entire story.

And really, I ought to know better than to attempt anything other than the complete truth around here. After all, my memory is so sketchy that I might just forget what falsehood I've spread. It's just easier to stick to the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Please help me...

6 comments:

Karen Peterson said...

Ah, kids and their endless quest to tell the truth. I think they enjoy watching the grown ups squirm.

Mary said...

I'm not looking forward to those inevitable moments in my house...but I think it will be the kids ratting out my hubby ;o)

Anita Kelley said...

Thanks a buncha bunches for the humor break, i needed one. especially cause i live with my mom who by all means prefers any remotely plausible lie to the truth anyday. My mom is the queen of denial, and in her kingdom ignorance is bliss. Hence i find myself lying all day everyday. it sometimes takes someone like your husband to call me out on it, love me anyway , and remind me i really don't need to make crap up all the time, it's a good thing Q would be completely bored to tears if he had a perfect and perfectly obedient wife isn't it? ( I can hear your precious kids ratting on you in my mind. its hilarious.)

Anita Kelley said...

Thanks a buncha bunches for the humor break, i needed one. especially cause i live with my mom who by all means prefers any remotely plausible lie to the truth anyday. My mom is the queen of denial, and in her kingdom ignorance is bliss. Hence i find myself lying all day everyday. it sometimes takes someone like your husband to call me out on it, love me anyway , and remind me i really don't need to make crap up all the time, it's a good thing Q would be completely bored to tears if he had a perfect and perfectly obedient wife isn't it? ( I can hear your precious kids ratting on you in my mind. its hilarious.)

Anita Kelley said...

Thanks a buncha bunches for the humor break, i needed one. especially cause i live with my mom who by all means prefers any remotely plausible lie to the truth anyday. My mom is the queen of denial, and in her kingdom ignorance is bliss. Hence i find myself lying all day everyday. it sometimes takes someone like your husband to call me out on it, love me anyway , and remind me i really don't need to make crap up all the time, it's a good thing Q would be completely bored to tears if he had a perfect and perfectly obedient wife isn't it? ( I can hear your precious kids ratting on you in my mind. its hilarious.)

Catzathome said...

This is just funny, you can always trust kids to drop you in the doo doo.

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