So, my 'sweet' little Hattie has just discovered how to tell a lie. Not just a deflection of blame, but a full on, crazy story lie. The kind that needs a backup lie. She already thinks she's pretty good at it, and I must admit she is pretty quick thinking about them. No hesitation.
Just a full on crazy lie.
Yesterday I made them leftovers for lunch, which she Hates. I told everyone they had to eat their rice-filled wrap before they could have a cookie. Tanner ate his quick, but Hattie sat at the table singing. After about a half hour of reminding her of the consequences of not eating it, I left the room to get some stuff done, and Hattie stayed at the table singing and not eating. I was in my room for a couple minutes when she came running in and told me she ate her wrap and wanted a cookie. Knowing full well she hadn't eaten her wrap I explained to her that she wouldn't get a cookie if she hadn't eaten it. She insisted she had. So I told her if she was lying to me she would have to go in timeout. Again, she insisted she had eaten the wrap and that it was all gone. Then I told her I was going to look in the garbage. Hattie put her hands up infront of me and said, "you aren't aloud." Um, yes I was. Again, she insisted I wasn't aloud to look in the garbage. We walked into the kitchen together and their was a huge trail of rice from the table to the garbage.
me - Hattie why is there rice on the floor?
Hattie - That's not rice, it's peanut butter
me - um, no it's not, it's rice
Hattie (very matter-of-factly) - nope mom, it's peanut butter
Then I opened the garbage and see her wrap sitting on top {suprise, suprise}
me - Why did you throw your wrap in the garbage?
Hattie - That's my peanut butter wrap
me - no it's not. It's your rice wrap
Hattie - no mom, I had a peanut butter wrap too, and I threw it away.
It was so hard not to laugh the entire time because she truthfully thought she was so smart and sneeky and was so proud of herself for thinking up this great lie to trick me with. Oh, Hattie.
The catch, Monday night we had a FHE on telling the truth and not lying. Apparently that struck a cord with her, but in the wrong way!
In the meantime, I guess I'll make do with the spring snow. It is, after all, ideal for snowmen. We spent an afternoon outside making and dressing our snowmen. Tanner's is a superhero, Hattie's is a princess, and Peter's a cowboy. It was actually lots of fun, except for poor Peter who hates his snowsuit and the snow because he can't crawl around and when he dumps out of the sled he inevitably face-plants. Tanner and Hattie would spend all day out there except the wet snow makes them soaking wet, and they come tromping in happy and wet. Well, maybe we'll polish off our hot chocolate this weekend.
Then the clothes came off and we set the cake in front of him. He stared at it for a little while, then poked it, then hit it, then...
Started bawling.
He wanted Nothing to do with the cake. I had Larry show him what to do, but Peter didn't want to touch it, eat it, nothing. I love this picture with him crossing his legs away from the cake since we were making him stay there.
Then he's off.
