When I was a child, I can remember one of the golden rules of my parents is that you don't ask mom or dad for something, and then if you don't like their answer, go ask the other one. That was a big no-no. With that in mind, I have a story for you.
The other day, Lora came home from work with both girls. We were all in the kitchen getting ready to start preparing dinner, and I went to our bathroom on the other side of the house. About the time that I finished washing my hands, Presley walked up to me with a sack of fruit snacks, and she asked me if I could open them. Thinking nothing of it, I grabbed them from her and started to open them, but then I thought, “Why would she come all the way in here and ask me to open these when she was just in the same room as Lora.” I stopped opening them, and the following conversation took place:
Me: Presley did you ask mommy to open these?
P1: Yes.
Me: Did she say “no?”
P1: Yes.
I found out later that Lora had told her that she had to eat dinner first. Obviously, Presley didn’t get her fruit snacks opened. That was close though. Lora and I have always said that we can’t undermine the other one in front of the kids. That is why usually when one of us is dealing with a child, the other one is not allowed to step in. Furthermore, I wonder at what point Presley can get in trouble for trying this. She was honest with me when I asked her if she had asked her mommy. Maybe her honesty will keep her out of trouble like it did with me when I was a kid. I love my honest, sneaky girl!
Man, this story brought back memories. Cracked me me up, too.
ReplyDeleteYou were (and still are) a person who could not speak anything other than the truth, the reality. Not only that, you didn't just answer questions truthfully, you would volunteer information that would get you in trouble. But as you correctly remember, most of the time, because you were so honest, you usually got in little, if any, trouble. How can you punish honesty? THese were things we would never had known if you had not told us. We just let it pass as a "teaching moment."
I love you & your honesty. (I also love your brother & his "inventive stories" with that poker face.)