On a couple different occasions recently, Avery has, well...she has lied.
One evening earlier this week I witnessed Arthur walk by Avery and nudge her leg with his nose. She immediately started whimpering, holding her leg, and saying "bite. bite. bite."
Me: Avery, Arthur did not bite you.
Avery, crying whimper, holding her thigh like she had been ravaged by Montecore: Uh-huh. Bite.
She even told Rob the same story when he got home later.
Last night we were reading one of her lift-the-flap books. She had previously pulled one (several) of the flaps back too far and torn it.
Avery: Broke.
Me: Yes, it is broken. Who broke it, Avery?
Avery, thinks for a second: Dada.
Me: Oh, really? Daddy broke your book?
Avery: Uh-huh. Dada broke.
Hmmm, I know Rob doesn't like to read but I didn't think he'd resort to tearing up his own daughter's books!
Isn't not-even-even 2 a little young to be lying?!
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That's the age it starts. At first, it's kind of cute, then notsomuch. lol. We are currently breaking Jonas and Elijah of this horrible character flaw. Elijah announced one morning that I had punched him in the mouth. Really? He had chapped lips and they were cracking.
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