Truth or Lie?
SM and NT came home from school angry yesterday with their clothes, boots, and backpacks soaked and a waterlogged game system. The neighborhood second grader had come up behind them and shoved them off the road into a stream below for no apparent reason. And then he lied about it to his mom this morning saying our kids had started it when they kicked him in the nuts.
When questioned, my kids' mouths dropped open and they started yelling he was a liar, all while I'm on the phone with his mom who believed her son was telling the truth despite that she knew he tended to lie. And then she said the defining issue that often goes unspoken but is the core of many two-family parent arguments. "I think I can tell when my son is telling the truth."
There began a delicate conversation about chronic lying and our abilities to read our kids' truth meters. Can you say Can of Worms? All I can say is, thank God I'm friends with her and she loves Jesus too.
The truth is, some kids are chronic liars and many parents instinctively want to believe the best about their kids, or at the very least, that they are good enough parents to be able to ascertain truth from lies coming from their children. What parent wants to face that maybe they can't or that maybe they aren't smart enough to keep from being deceived by an imp? It threatens us with the back pedaling topic of "bad parent."
But maybe we can't always read our kids. Maybe some of them have become so skilled at lying that they can get by even our toughest defenses against deception.
Oh no! We might be deceivable, just like that darned woman in the garden of Eden. God forbid--because if we're deceivable, we're penetrable and can be humiliated.
Nope, we counter later in the day of questioning while our kid tiptoes up behind another unsuspecting peer on the way home. I can read my kids. I'm not a stupid parent.
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