Little White Lies

Oh noooooo

I've just used the line 'if your fingers are wrinkly it means it's time to get out of the bath'

It has begun.

You don't realise till many years later how much these little white lies affect children.

Take both my nieces for example.

Neice 1: I was babysitting her when she was about 4, the ice cream van arrived in hearing distance, 'auntie Jetta, please can I have some ice cream?' The reply 'is it playing music?' (I was skint! Hence why I was babysitting!) 'yes' 'oh baby that means its ran out, it plays the music to let everyone know it doesn't have any' being the child she was she accepted this with no further questions...
5 years later I got a call from my sister explaining that she'd just (JUST!!) got round to figuring out this wasn't true. Needless to say I felt a bit bad, but not as bad as with...

Neice 2. I forget how old she was I'd guess at 9. She was allowed to watch 'Lost' and I had just gotten into it and was madly smitten with Boone, so much so my mates had given me a pic of him out f a magazine and I'd put it in the picture part of my purse seems as I was sad and a bit pathetic and didn't have anyone else to put in it. So she was messing about with my purse when she saw the picture and recognised him from the telly. So I made a long winded story about how he was my boyfriend and he'd been on the plane, it had crashed, the show was actually the news so that the loved ones could see they were ok. She bought this and all was forgotten until I got a phone call from an angry sister 'SPEAK TO YOUR NEICE' uh oh, she came on the phone sobbing and wailed 'auntie Jetta are you okkkaaaay?' 'Er yes' I responded 'b-b-but he's deeeeaaaadd' and she broke down. I hadn't actually seen the episode by then. But yes she was utterly devastated that my hunky boyfriend had died live on telly.

I vowed never, ever, ever to lie again, to ANYONE! No matter how small the lie starts it always ends up in pure devastation!

But surely there's some lies you have to tell to make childhood magical. Easter Bunny, Santa, Tooth Fairy? Do I honestly have to feel this horrid again!!!

Here's a pic of Boone to cheer myself up: (I realise as I'm blogging from my phone the pic may not actually end up here)