Thursday, September 24, 2009

Liar, Liar

Henry has figured out how to lie. And he thinks it is great fun. The other day, he came up to me and said, “Mom! I thought I saw a jellybean on the floor, so I ate it. But then I found out it was a tick!”

“A tick? Like the bug?” I asked.

“No, a tick!” said Henry.

Hmm. Henry doesn’t have the same razor-sharp memory for vocabulary that Luke has, and he often has a hard time remembering the precise term he is looking for.

“Do you mean a tic tac candy?” I asked.

“No, a tick. You know, those sharp things,” said Henry.

“A thumb tack?” I asked, growing alarmed.

“Yes, and now it is poking me in the throat,” he said. I started to get concerned, but then considered the fact that, earlier in the day, he had told me that someone cut his little puppy in half. Henry doesn’t have a puppy. Oh, and the person that cut the puppy in half, reported Henry, was his (nonexistent) stepfather.

So I assume he didn’t really eat a thumb tack.

Since he has started preschool, the lying has escalated to a somewhat frantic pace. After the first day, he told me that his teachers performed a rap song during lunch. Naked.

They found a dead bird at recess. Henry got a time out for not paying attention when his line walked outside for recess (harsh!). They ate candy in class. They watched a movie with shooting in it, but only once, for a “special treat.” The first three might or might not be true. I am assuming the last is not, otherwise I would be putting in a phone call to the preschool director.

I really don’t know what to believe. And I know at Henry’s age, the fantasy vs. reality line is a thin one. I know that. But it gets a little tedious talking to him sometimes. And the thing is, he gets really mad at me if I don’t believe him. I can’t even say, “Oh, wow!” without him feeling as though I doubt his word. Which, of course, I do.

I suppose I should go outside and check on Henry now. After all, his is out there shooting porcupines. Really! He’s serious! He’s not lying!!!

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

Some Summer Pictures, Finally

In August, we went on a little family vacation to Southern Indiana. We camped in Santa Claus, Indiana and visited Holiday World and toured Squire Boone Caverns. We swam in a lake. I got a tick. The kids ate hotdogs and marshmallows and nary a vegetable. It was the stuff that family road trips are made of.

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

In Lieu of a Real Post

My friend Amy lives just down the street. I met her about a year ago at a local pub, where a handful of mama bloggers from our neighborhood got together to hang out and drink beer. Amy is a force of nature, the kind of person who sweeps into a room and immediately changes the energy. She’s got a beautiful, quirky personal blog, runs a natural wooden toy business out of her home with her husband (hint, hint, mom—another present for the new babe!) and has her hand in all kinds of other great things on the internet. She just published one of my earlier blog posts at the online magazine Blog Nosh. Check it out!