Lies You've Told
 

Funny, shocking, embarrassing, evil, "white," whatever. What are some lies you've told?

I'll start it out with a funny one. And though I don't lie much, I have others in all the above categories to admit to if this gets going.

All right, innocuous but nonetheless a lie:

When my kids were in the age range 4-6, we lived in a neighborhood where there must have been 500 ice cream trucks driving around looking for business. Every time we heard one, my little ones would be all, Can we have ice cream? Huh, can we? Hurrrrrrry!!!!! And it's not like they think, Oh gee, we had ice cream yesterday, or even Ha ha, we had ice cream already today.

So I told them that when the ice cream trucks played music, it meant that they were out of ice cream. Then when we'd hear the trucks, I'd say, Oh, darn, all out. Maybe next time.

I can be like that. Can you?

The Tooth Fairy I told my kids he was real...

My kids were unimpressed with me when they really young.
So the peace momma told them my life was really a shield for the fact that I designed the original stealth bomber.
They believed me - Told all their friends.
GOD - I could never trust them with my secrets (lies) again.

I went along for quite a while letting mine believe that, but then one time I forgot about retrieving the tooth and leaving cash for, like, three nights in a row and so finally I handed her a bill and said, Here's 5 bucks, honey. The truth is I'm the tooth fairy.

Guess that's more a lie I didn't tell....


Thought of another category: Lies you told when you were a child and still squirm over. (Uh, no, I don't have a bunch of those, why'd you ask?)

Our kids and nieces believed that the car had a safety feature and if you didn't buckle up or unbuckled the car would die.

When I was in high school, I had taken a year out, and was doing home schooling. I had to go up to the school to meet a friend for lunch, she was in the gym class and I was waiting there for her. The teacher asked if I wanted to participate, I said no, she pushed it and I told her I had been in a car accident, and had two plates in each leg, and couldnt. She let it go. I went back the next year, and in the spring, I was wearing shorts, and she saw me, and noticed I had no scars on my legs. I had to make up almost a years worth of PE classes in a month!

My parents till this day don't know how many concerts I've gone to when I was "spending the night at Raquel Padilla's house".:|

Sometimes I get uncomfy when they say they wished they would of not been so strict:|

Ha ha! I should have told that one. Then I could have threatened them less.

Now, did they think the car would die, as in not run? Or did they think the car would die?

Well. That's... quite the turn-about. Either Mom would believe anything or I'm just coming up on a generational difference.

>;-)

Oh, baby, you're not supposed to get caught!

I told lies like that in high school all the time, too, and invariably it would be so outrageous that I'd get caught in it. I once told my teacher I was going to Europe, when really I was just going to Cleveland. She asked me all these detailed questions about the trip and I had to 'fess up.

Has he caught on yet? :)

You can tell them, "Good news: no harm done!"

Er, there was a real Raquel Padilla, yes?

O-Kay. My personal interpretation of that is that you were kind of whacked as a kid. But hey! That's not a bad thing! The whacked among us are also the most interesting among us.

I had a birthmark on my chest when I was little and in a pool or whatever people sometimes thought my nipple was sticking out. So when I got old enough not to be mortified, if someone asked me about the birthmark, I would say it was an extra tit.

oh yes, she was my cover for all things music:sunglass:

I laughed all the way through that. Kids never do plan even a second beyond their fondest desire.

I think "If you cry, it will thunder" rivals my "Uh-oh, no ice cream!" in terms of wicked mama stuff.

My biggest lie
 

:bunchflowers:I did not lie much as a kid because I am a terrible lier & always got caught. My parents were extremely strict-dad a Marine Drill Instructor (u get the picture). I rarely was allowed out. Finally, one night they let me go "study" with my best friend and spend the night @ her house. We went to a party with a bunch of older kids (bad judgment but that's what happens when one is allowed zero freedom). It was @ a hotel. It got raided by the Police-too much noise-I was underage & they hauled me to the station. They wanted to call my parents. I was much more afraid of my parents then the police so I told them I was married & my husband was in Vietnam. I lied all night because I thought my parents would be even more upset to be awakened at 3:00AM, than in the morning. Finally, @ 8:00AM I 'fessed up. Parents freaked & yep, another 6-weeks of restriction! I lived my teen years on episodes of 6-weeks on restriction ranging from big things like the police to getting a "C" instead of an A in a subject.