I have been so lucky that my boys are just shy of 5, and they haven't gotten to that "lying" stage that most young kids do around 3 and 4. However, we caught Wes telling a big lie the other day.
I was cleaning the playroom, and I noticed that there were a pair of shoes under their table. If you haven't seen our playroom, it is really large. In addition to toys, we have a table, full size couch, and a big tv in there. So once or twice a week (and most lunches), we let the boys eat upstairs in their playroom and watch a movie. If they eat all of their dinner, they can play Mario Brothers on the Wii.
Wes is such a passionate little guy. Right now, his passion is anything and everything Mario Brothers. He can't wait to play in the evening. The rule has been in place for about 4 months, but he'll still ask me several times a day if he can play Mario (during the day). My answer is always no, but he just gets so excited to play. If we have a guest come over (even the social worker), Wes wants to teach him/her how to play Mario.
Anyway, back to cleaning the playroom. . . . I crawled under the table to pull out the pair of shoes, and a water bottle sipper cup full of milk caught my eye. It was just sitting behind the couch. My initial thought was "well this is going to be gross". I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was milk from the previous night's dinner, and it hadn't rotted yet. Whew . . . dodged a stinky, nasty bullet. Until a portion of a dried old corndog caught my eye. I pulled the couch away from the wall, and sure enough there were about 10 different type of food items hidden behind the couch. Just a piece or two of each item. They were all dried and hard . . . and just plain gross.
Adam and the boys happened to walk in the playroom at this time. My mind was racing about how disgusting it was, and why would the boys be throwing food? And then it clicked -- they aren't throwing food, Wes is hiding food. It is easy to pinpoint Wes because Calvin doesn't eat meat, and Wes is just adamant that he sits in the seat closest to the couch. Wes was being sneaky -- for quite some time.
I asked the boys how the food got behind the couch. Wes just kept saying "I don't know how it got there." Cal just said, "I didn't do it, he did." I told Wes it was gross and that bugs would get into our house (he hates bugs). I also told him that he had been lying to me, and so he was going to be grounded from playing Mario. Upon hearing this, he immediately perked up and said "Wait! I know how the food got there! . . . it got legs and walked over there." Uh no, still grounded.
Later that day, he asked Sherree what kind of bugs eat human food. She made it clear that all bugs eat human food. The next morning, I was putting his tennis shoes on (the ones that were under the table), and Wes complained that something was in one of his shoes. I took it back off, and looked inside to find about 5 ritz crackers inside his shoe.
What worries me is that after I found the ritz crackers in his shoe, Wes asked if I had seen any pasta behind the couch. I told him no, and he just said "Okay." I don't know if that means he never hid the pasta, or if I'm going to come across the pasta on another unexpecting day.
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