There?s nothing wrong about a little white lie to keep my kids happy?right"
The other day my three-year-old asked me if the Elsa who came to her birthday party last September had been the real Elsa. Apparently, her brother and sister had told her that they had seen dark hair sticking out from under Elsa?s blond wig. Obviously, I went with the most adult approach, and accused her siblings of being liars. I mean, yeah, lying about the fact that my other children were lying when they were actually revealing an act of deception (impersonating royalty, no less!) looks kind of bad when I type it out. But my lie was a happy-lie, a mom-lie, the whitest of white lies?intended to make my young daughter?s life better by allowing her to continue to believe in the magic of princesses and fairies.
Before you judge me for lying to my kid about my other kids being liars, how different is it from telling your kids that Santa ate the cookies you left out for him or that the Tooth Fairy was the one responsible for leaving money under their pillows" Most of us know that sometimes a little parental lie is required to create piles and piles of child-happiness. My husband doesn?t like any of it. If he had his way, our (Jewish) kids would know that there is no Santa. I, however, can?t allow this because I know that it would mean that every kid at my daughter?s preschool would also know there is no Santa. Secret-keeping is not one of her strengths. And my kid can?t be the kid who ruined Christmas. Instead, I perpetuate the myth with the same vigour as the parent of a ...
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