Lie to Me, I Promise, I'll Believe...

We start them out so early.  Our Children.  We start lying to kids from such an early age it is no wonder that the grow up to be adults that spend their days lying to one another instead of just admitting truths.  

I passed by a family the other day.  The son was trying to be kind to his mother who had gotten him a blue balloon.  He grabbed a pink one for his mother and tried to give it to her.  She said "I'm going to leave mine here and come get it later".  

LIAR!!!

She lied knowing good and well that she would never return to claim her gift.  How awful is that?  years from now she will be sitting at home just DYING for a phone call from her beloved son.  He will be away at school and will more than likely be too busy convincing freshman girls to give him blowjobs because he will have decided, early on, that ALL WOMEN, are deceitful liars that are unworthy of any noteworthy value.  I can tell you this much, the last bitch on his mind will be his mother!

It made me think.  I know that I lie to my nephew and nieces all the time.  It is just easier.  But is a small easy out going to harm them in the long run?  They beg me to play certain games, they beg me to read them the story one more time.  

"I will read it again in a little bit," or "Let's do this first and then afterwards, if we have time we will play the game"  What a crock of shit.  This is one of my favorite's to say because if we get what the adults value out of the way first then we can just say that we do not have time to get to the other.  It is a win/win situation for the adults but the kids get the blunt end of the stick.

I was thinking about how quick we are to lie to children because they do not know any better.  I know that I never really give it a second thought except to laugh inside my head when they actually buy it and I get out of reading them the story one more time.  This is awful.  They know better.  I have seen the look of disappointment in my nephew's eyes because he is smart.  He knows better.  He knows that his uncle, and all the other adults in his life are just big fat liars.  

It is seemingly more offensive when you finally reach adulthood and you find out that someone has told you a "little white lie".  The only difference is that in adulthood you can speak up for yourself.  People don't call it a tantrum when you act out, you are just dramatic.  

Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies...