This morning Anya said, “It’s ok. My friend’s mom told me to just lie about it.”
At first glance this looks pretty bad, but that’s not the entire story.
Anya was irritated that the kids at her friend’s house hovered around her Kindle, asking “When is it my turn?” over and over in a way that sorta made me smile when Anya told me because I felt like she was getting a taste of her own medicine. Regardless, she was annoyed.
The next time she went to her friend’s house, she told her friend’s mom about the situation and the mom said, “Just lie to them and say you don’t have your Kindle today. Then go in the other room and play it.”
I guess it’s not thaaaat bad. It’s not like they watched rated PG-13 movies and fake-smoked candy cigarettes while chugging root beers and using pirate language. But still, it’s a GATEWAY lie.
I feel like telling Anya to lie about something small just tells her that lying is ok. Or even teaching her how to justify a lie. “Well, I didn’t want you to be sad mommy, so I told you I was going to the mall when really I went to a rave.”
I’m not really that upset about the whole situation. I mean. We all lie at some point in our lives. Even if it’s so you can surprise your spouse with an awesome birthday party. But at this time in her life, I don’t want Anya lying for no reason, or negative reasons.
I told Anya, “A lie is a lie. Next time, just tell them no. Or don’t bring your Kindle.”