The Boy has begun to lie.
As I think about telling you this latest episode of parenting triumph and failure, I am keenly aware that my days are numbered. He'll learn to read this year, and then I'll have two editors, two little sets of eyes peeking over my shoulder and checking what I am writing. Even now, the fuel for "Conversations with Samuel" is dwindling down. He's growing up fast.
Yesterday was quite a day. The first lie was so obvious that it made me angry. He lost gaming privileges for the day. The second was of this variety: "Did you do this?"
"No. I don't know who did that."
(long stare) "Samuel . . . . "
"Ok, it was me." (pouts)
And then, dear reader, I made the gravest of parental mistakes. So help me, I started to laugh. I disguised it as a coughing fit and ran for the bathroom, and Stuart took over the stern lecture bit. Then I had to go back to collect all his scissors (yes, he's been naughty) and asked him for the newest pair. "Where are they? Give them to me."
(he goes over to the small spiderman couch, lifts it up, and grabs the scissors)
"You hid them under the couch?"
"I don't know how they got there!"
(another long stare) "Samuel . . . "
"Ok, I hid them." (cue the tears - darn, that kid has my number)
I'm trying to see this latest act of defiance as proof of progress - my compliant boy is growing up. And I know that the lies are a very normal thing for this age - a normal stage all children go through. This does not bother me. He will learn that this is not acceptable behavior (a week without video games will help get that lesson across) and will move on.
What alarms me is that I am so amused by his very lame lies. I can see right through him, and I find it so funny. I've got to get my Mom Game Face back, but I'm not sure where I left it. Perhaps this is proof of my progress as a parent - back in the day, Sally's lying stage enraged me. I've passed through anger into amusement. I'm handing out punishments without feeling that righteous thrill of justice, but with a feeling of sympathetic companionship. Yep, I've lied too. It's a hard lesson to learn, but we'll get through this.
Cripes! What has motherhood done to me?