This afternoon, I went into my bathroom to get ready to go to the store. I told my little shadow, Happy, that I would be out in a second and shut the door.
Within moments, I heard the tell-tale thump, thump, thump of the creaking bed.
"Are you jumping on my bed, boy?"
"No."
The thumping ends for a moment and begins again a second later.
"Quit jumping on my bed!"
He makes no mention that he heard me in order to continue the charade of not knowing what in the world mommy is talking about.
Although, the thumping did stop.
The child will be four years old very soon and has already learned the fine art of lying....without blinking an eye.
I'm in trouble.
Within moments, I heard the tell-tale thump, thump, thump of the creaking bed.
"Are you jumping on my bed, boy?"
"No."
The thumping ends for a moment and begins again a second later.
"Quit jumping on my bed!"
He makes no mention that he heard me in order to continue the charade of not knowing what in the world mommy is talking about.
Although, the thumping did stop.
The child will be four years old very soon and has already learned the fine art of lying....without blinking an eye.
I'm in trouble.
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