She lied to me...

I already touched on this subject in Charlotte's 18 month update, but I thought this moment was so significant that it deserved an entire blogpost on it's own. So here it goes! 

How different our parenting styles may be, we all have one thing in common; We all put our best efforts into raising nice, decent, honest children. We may even fantasize about possible academic achievements, or about the family life they will have on their own someday. But no matter where our wishes for their futures lie, we all want to guide them in becoming the best version of themself they could possibly be. Oh, and happy! Let's not forget that we want them to be happy.

It's probably the biggest and longest journey we'll ever set sail on. And that's okay. Anyone with adult children will tell you this journey went by way too fast anyway. And that reminds us to cherish those special moments that make it all worth while. This is actually the reason I started blogging in the first place. To document those moments and to have them preserved forever. So that I can look back at them and so that my daughter can as well. Maybe even long after I am gone. There are many moments during this parenting journey that make us feel as proud as we possibly can.Those first few words, their first steps or when other parents compliment us on how wellbehaved our children are. But there are also those other moments. For example when your child tells you it's first lie. 

Obviously I knew we were going to hit that milestone too someday. But it was something for the future. Maybe when she would start hitting puberty and when it was time for her to rebel  against the old folks a little. I never imagined it to be something big either. It would be just a silly little thing. Because eventhough we know our children arn't perfect, we don't believe they could actually do something bad either. But whatever my thoughts about this might have been,  I never could have imagined it to happen this soon. Because... well... my daughter is only 1 year old! Technically she shouldn't even have entered her terrible two's yet! What the duck?

It all happend on a sunny afternoon. We were on our way home from a lunch date at a friend's house. And eventhough it was a lot of fun, the food served wasn't as nutritive as I would have liked it to be. So I stopped over at a grocery store and picked up some raspberres on our way home. I figured we could share them when we got home. My daughter however didn't agree. Everytime I wanted to take a raspberry out of the bowl she got upset and gave me a firm "No mom!". She really loves her raspberries and sharing them with me was just a little too much to ask apparently. She stuffed her face like we hadn't fed her in a week and by the time there were about 5 raspberries left I politely asked her if mommy could have one. And that's when it happened. She looked down at her bowl of raspberries, she looked at me, she shrugged, she gave me the most innocent looking face I had ever seen and then answered me with a "No left mommy!" But there were raspberries left. I could see it, she could see it. And that resulted in a serious stare down between me and my innocent little angel . For a second I tried to come up with an explanation that would completely justify this whole situation. Maybe she didn't understand my question, maybe she was simply mistaken... But when she continued eating her raspberries while continuing the whole staring me down thing, I was forced to face the fact that she knew exactly what she was doing.  She knew she still had some raspberries left, but she simply didn't want to share them with me so she lied about it. Ouch! I probably should have been pretty heartbroken about this, but I couldn't help but laugh at this innocent little face that was now covered with raspberry stains...

So what do you think? Am I raising a pathological liar or is there still hope for us? And do you remember the first lie your child told you? Do you remember what it was about?

Kisses!