Jan
13Truth vs. Lies
Tagged Under : lies, parenting, truth
I find my son to be a straight shooter. If I bust him doing something he doesn’t try to lie about it. He fesses up. I try to reiterate how fibbing is wrong, blah, blah, blah. Today he lied. It was right in front of me no less.
We went to McDonald’s for a quick dinner. He ate a burger and when he was done he asked for another. My husband asked him if he was sure that he wanted another one several times and Jordyn said yes each time. So, he bought him another burger. While he was eating the burger we all decided we wanted dessert so my husband left again to order it. I heard Jordyn say he was done with his burger and when I looked it was half gone. Before I could say anything he quickly ran to the garbage can and threw it out. When he came back to the table he said, “Don’t tell Dad because then I’ll get in trouble and won’t be able to eat dessert.” Again, before I could say anything my husband comes back to the table and says, “Here’s your dessert. Wow! You finished your burger?” Without hesitation he says, “Yep!” and then takes his milk shake happily.
I just sat there looking at him thinking, okaaaaaay, are you going to feel guilty and fess up now. I kept looking. And looking. And watching. I quietly ate my apple pie and just kept waiting for the moment of truth to come out so I could gleam about how my son is a truth sayer.
That moment never came.
I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to embarrass him and I also didn’t want him to lose his milk shake. I mean really, he did eat a double burger and half of another in addition to the fries. It was just the principal of the matter. Thing is I can’t sit here and say I never lied to anyone. I have lied if there was something I knew I was going to catch some flack for but didn’t want to hear it. Sure. I worked around it somehow.
I can’t quite put my finger on it. It was just weird and slightly disappointing. Thing is, I wasn’t disappointed in him. I was disappointed in myself. I felt like that decision he made was a reflection of my own parenting. Having said that, I am hyper aware that he spends 7 hours a day with other children. We all face those moments where we have to make a choice between truth and lies. I would have lied too to get the milk shake!


Try not to feel disappointed in yourself (though I probably feel that way myself). (((hugs))) Even though we’re their parents, our kids will always be separate from us and will make their own decisions. You’re right, he did eat his dinner - so that was very good. If he threw out all of his food to get the shake, then there’s a definite problem. Keep in mind too, that sometimes Moms are the ones that are the - well, middle ground (for lack of a better phrase - between kids and their fathers. I know this situation bothered you though because it would’ve bothered me too. I always try to make sure the kids are as honest as possible.
Rather than worrying about embarrasing him you could say to him ‘you mean you wish you ate that whole second burger because you really wanted that milkshake..right?’ Once they realize they can use the wish word when they really wished something happened differently…they usually go all out on it and use it a lot.
Hey Ze, I wouldn’t beat myself up over this. He probably just really wanted another hamburg and then half way through he knew he had enough. Plus who wouldn’t want that milkshake? I mean really now, even I want that milkshake. lol I’m sure you bring your children up with the right values so I wouldn’t get too excited over it, at least not if it only happened once. Take care.
Chris ~ You are right, I was just trying to moderate stuff..I didn’t want a war to wage, but I should have just trusted my husband to handle the situation. I’m not a controlling person by nature, I just wasn’t in the mood to hear it. KWIM?
Elle ~ I like that suggestion about “wishing”. That might actually work on my kids. I’ll have to try it if this comes up again.
JJ ~ Honestly I haven’t caught him in too many lies over his 6 years of life. I usually ask him something and say, you can tell me the truth…and he usually winds up spilling it. The trick to that is knowing when to really get angry or to not react too much. It seems he knows I’m not going to blas him EVERYTIME he fesses up to something…only when he deserves it.
OMG are you kidding me!!! I had no idea and have to find out by reading your blog. You sneak!!!
That’s it, your sleeping on the couch tonight, lmao.
Oh well, he still ate a lot.