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Lies I have told my daughter

I don’t like lying to my daughter and thus far, I haven’t found it to be necessary.  I should also point out that I work in IT consulting so I have a lot of practice in phrasing. I am not saying that I verbally manipulate my child; I just choose to highlight different aspects of the situation.  Its like that story from Mr. Rogers, where he relates advice from his mother about terrible situations.  “Always look for the helpers. In any bad situation, there are always people helping”. Note* this is not an exact quote but it illustrates my point. You don’t need to focus on the negative aspects.  They will always be a reality.  That doesn’t mean the negative parts are everything.
Despite all this amazing truthfulness, I wound up telling my kid the biggest lie ever last week.  We were making the transition from a toddler bed to the almighty ‘Big Girl bed’. Our hands were forced by the fact that Little Miss had about 6 inches left on the length of her bed before she hit the boards.
So the loml and I hit up the mattress store, did some quick and dirty negotiating, and soon enough had a mattress delivery scheduled.  And then it set in.  Where we prepared for this? I’ve got stories from a dozen friends about kids who have refused to sleep in their new beds. And no solutions in mind.  So we figured that we would wing it.
The next day I hauled out to buy some sheets (and holy crap – the Target kids sheet aisle is only slightly less scary than the Barbie section of the Toy department), and then we picked up little miss from daycare.  “what’s all this, momma?”  “They are presents for you!”  ooh excitement.  So when we get home, I give little miss the sheets while the loml hides all evidence of the old toddler bed.  She is very excited about the sheets so we rush to her room to put them on the bed and SURPRISE!  She just kind of stops and stares. In the rush to fill the space, my big mouth opens and out comes “See your bed grew big, just like you!”
WTF?  I am busy shoving my face into my palm, trying to figure out where that came from.  Seriously, am I anthropomorphizing the furniture now?? Meanwhile, little miss is busy shrieking about how awesome her bed is and testing out the bounciness of the springs.  Which she continued to do for a solid 30 minutes.  So yeah.  No transition problems here.


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